Potential Career Change

Why is it that men feel it necessary to talk to women at a bar? I don't know if I'm weird, or different from most girls, but when I go out with my friends it's not to pick up guys. Sure, if I'm obviously starring at you, or giving you some indication of interest feel free to hit me with your best shot, but in most situations I don't want you to talk to me.

Wednesday night I was enjoying some hot wings and frosty beers with two of my best girlfriends. We were having a great time drinking, laughing, gossiping, you know the drill. Towards the end of the evening the table next to us filled up with some older gentlemen in suits. Let me preface by saying that the establishment we were at is not a "suit" establishment. Don't get me wrong, I'm all about going straight from work to the bar, but it was awfully late to be leaving work.

First, they were obviously starring, and when your tables are about 8 inches apart from each other it makes things a little awkward. Mid-conversation our conversation is infiltrated by one of the suited lads. He doesn't even say "excuse me" or "I'm sorry to interrupt" just barges in and proclaims,

"It's not very often you see a brunette with blue eyes."

A little caught off guard I respond, "Yeah... it's all natural too." He comes back with,

"Wow! Really? Man.... you and my wife are the only ones I've ever
seen like that. Twenty years ago you would have been in trouble. Man..."

...as he shakes his head and walks off. My internal response went a little
something like this,

"First of all, if you've only seen 2 blue eyed brunettes in your entire life I think you need to get out more. Second, when you have to say 'twenty years ago...' you probably shouldn't be talking to me. And third, I don't think I would have been the one in trouble twenty years ago because chances are if you would have tried hitting on me twenty years ago this probably wouldn't have been an internal response. Sorry pal."

He goes back to his table, 8 inches away from us, we have a laugh and are back to our conversation. About a half an hour later, we're getting ready to head out and suit #2 slides from his seat, to a seat at our table. Great, what now? This guy literally doesn't even wait for a moment of silence to start talking, he just butts right in, and here is his pitch.

"Listen, I know you get this all of the time (as he shoves his business card in
my hand) but I own an advertising agency and I think you would be great for
modeling or voice work. I've been watching you, and listening to you, and I just
want you to know that if you ever, EVER considering doing any sort of work,
PLEASE don't hesitate to call me. "

Uh.... thanks? He leaves the table and I get a chance to check out his business card. It's an ad agency I have never heard of and trust me, I've spent plenty of time researching ad agencies. When I graduated college I think I sent my portfolio to at least 33 different agencies in the greater Kansas City area and this one was nowhere on the radar. My friend then makes the observation that the card and the name of the company slightly resembles that of a porn agency, not an ad agency. Well, it wouldn't be the first time I was propositioned to be in a porn. Maybe I'm on to something here...