Matchmaker, Matchmaker make me a match

By Friday night GB was tired of watching me and the BoMD flirt and flirt, but not do anything about it. So while I was working he took it upon himself to talk to him. “So I think there is a certain Single Girl who has a crush on a certain bar tender. Now, she would never say anything to me, but seriously, BoMD are you going to do something about that?” The BoMD grinned slyly but didn’t say much. He closed his little bar and then joined he and GB us at the pub.

GB found a quiet moment not long after they arrived and told me what he had done. I was a little unimpressed, but GB was unbelievably pleased with himself and said, “My god someone had to do something.” I shrugged in conceit and continued with my socializing. I kept noticing the BoMD eyeing me from across the bar and after a short period of time he made his way next to me and chatting and sometimes rubbing my back when he spoke to me. Then we found a table and sat down and chatted for an hour I got up for a minute and when I came back he was sitting with some of his friends. Oh well, it was only Friday night I still had time to make my move.

Saturday was an unbelievably long day for everyone. My day was split into meetings and events and GB and the BoMD worked solid from noon until around midnight. Even with all that work we still managed to get to the pub and drink like it was the end of the world. And while drinking and socializing with all my friends and co-workers I made my way to the BoMD and plans to go out. I asked out and we are going on Thursday night to see a show together. We have each others numbers now and I am going to call him tomorrow to finalize our plan. Yeah, I finally did it (somewhat thanks to GB).

The rest of the weekend holds a few more stories, but Jenn you were correct, I am recovering so you will have to wait for the rest of stories for another day.

Goodnight Lovelies

The Single Girl