Shirley Temple

Back in February I attended my first drum jam with my fellow dancers and of course (as the name of the event suggests) drummers. After a fabulous evening of dancing around and drinking wine. We had the grand idea to move our party to another venue that served both food and alcohol.

The winning pub was fairly crowded with an entertaining cover band playing songs you more than likely could sing along to, which in my book makes a great cover band! So there I am at the bar, when one of the guys (We'll call him Mr. Helpful) comes over to me and asks if I was single. Yes, I am. So he asked if it would be OK if his "friend" came to talk to me. Sure, I told him.

So there I was with a few other girls when this gangly dude come up and offers the 4 of us a round of, wait for it, waters....which granted is considerate as we had just been dancing for a few hours and could probably use the hydration but we were much more interested in a more exciting beverage. Anyways, he brings us our waters and he is holding a very pink cocktail in his hand for himself.

"What are you drinking" I asked....his answer, "A Shirley Temple."

Following this stunning conversation starter he proceeded to ask me where I take my dance lessons, and how much they are...I can only presume he wanted to know this because he was interested in taking classes with us???? Yikes.

Later on Mr. Helpful appeared and apologized for the creeper who was not "exactly" his friend more like an acquaintance he'd seen at drum jam before...

Maybe I am being too hard on the guy but, a few guidelines to take from this:

• Please don't try to impress a girl by getting her a water at the bar.
• If you are insistent on consuming a kiddie drink, you probably shouldn't admit to it.
• Don't try to attend my dance classes, not cute.
• And guy friends, if you don't really know the guy think twice about who your are sending over to your single female friends!