Yeah so my results are now conclusive and as such I want to post them here for the communities review.
First time was to a meditation group I discovered on Do something, Learn something, Share something, Change something - Meetup. There just aren’t any excuses anymore for anyone to say they don’t have opportunities to meet other persons of like-minded interests. Besides meetup there are so many opportunities abound to recognize that which presents itself around you.
So on Friday I wore 1 spray of 2.5 mcg P76 seconds before I traversed the narrow steep stairs to the second floor of the old Victorian house where our meetups are to be held. The steps were very metaphoric in just how steep and narrow a climb they were and we all got a big kick out of them as we stood around introducing ourselves, gasping and wheezing for air. With sweat dripping off my face I extended my hand to A (red head) and took a deep big breath, my shoulders and chest extending, and introduced myself as SteveO. She took a deep breath as well and introduced herself as A, and then turned to cough. We both recognizing the symbolic gesture would forever be ingrained in our minds, had a good chuckle. There is something about sweating and gasping as you introduce yourself to the opposite sex that has very sexual undertones. The gym is another great location for this type of communication. There were several other women in the group and three guys including myself.
We took up in a circle in another room and by the time we all caught our breath we began our session. This was our first meetup and while we did not meditate, we did begin by indoctrinating ourselves to the group with our profile and our thoughts on enlightenment. I noticed that whatever I had to say the group, especially the ladies, payed rapt attention to. A was essentially staring the whole time and when I would pay homage to her continued glances she would shy away, like a wisp of smoke in a gentle wind. At times I felt like I was the leader of the group with my suggestions. Anything I mentioned was agreed as if it was golden. However where as this might be construed as leader of men, there was an air of confidence that was sexually charged. I sat in the chair, kicked back with my hands behind my head and my legs stretched out in front of me. My sexuality was opened and available for all the see. The two other guys barely said anything and one was an organizer with a woman.
After the meeting it was my attorney friends birthday and reluctantly I decided to meet up with him across the street at Bayou Grill, a Cajun bar and grill. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to celebrate his birthday, but I was invited to a TEDx talks event early the following morning. As I lived an hours drive away I would have to be up and out considerably early for a Saturday. He would be about 45 minutes before he could arrive so I decided to wait him out at La Chardonnay bar which adjoins Bayou.I have a lady friend (just friends) who is attempting to hook me up with the hot-ass bartender there who I have never actually met or for that matter seen. Who knows what goes through girls heads sometimes. I put up with her because I like her passion, even though she is completely misguided. I enjoyed an icy cold beer from the local Micro brewery while an older couple sat next to me enjoying a freshly made brick oven pizza and conversation. There were two younger ladies next to them, who more than likely knew them, as they participated in the conversation. It just so happened to be about sniper riffles, this is still TN, so I brought up the Rapture and zombie apocalypse. I’m a very social person most of the times, so I take what opportunities present themselves to chat and meet new and interesting people and if they are hot; bang them like a drum all night! This conversation wasn’t going anywhere really but apparently I did get noticed by the bartender who was laughing at whatever I had to say. IOI?
I enjoy all aspects of social dialect so while there I happened to check in on facebook. After finishing my beer I walked next door (there’s a conjoining hallway between the two places) met my friend and another friend, my former wingman. We sat down and ordered some food and drinks to celebrate DS birthday. There really wasn’t much going on there except a table of couples and I noticed every lady who was facing my way was giving me the eye. I didn’t think much of it since, well heck I was only wearing one spray of 2.5 mcg. Couldn’t be, could it? So when they left two of the ladies walked by at different times and I noticed both positioned themselves to be walking closest to my table with their guys on the outside. Both these ladies at separate times mind you, turned their heads towards me. It was seriously almost as if they were soldiers walking a parade and turned their heads past the review stand.
Just then the bartender from next door comes over to my table and she is smiling the whole way and says are you SteveO? I reply that only I could ever be the one and only SteveO. She said that J and J where next door on the patio and that they had seen my check in on facebook and cordially asked me to join them. I was going to say sure when I am done, but the bartender woman interrupted me as if my time was to valuable and was like is this a guys night out, are you to busy, I can tell them you’re busy. all in rapid fire succession making excuses of why I wouldn’t be joining them. I therefore felt obligated to interrupt her and exclaim that I would be joining the ladies on the patio just as soon as I was done dining with my friends. Perhaps she was flustered by my awesomeness?
After drinks with my friends at about 11pm, mind you I wanted to be home early, I went to see the ladies solo. When I saw them at their table they were sitting with two guys that at first glance I presumed were “dates.” They actually turned out to be two gay guys who shared their table. I was tired at this point so I just kicked back and joined in the conversation when I felt it appealing. Mostly just BS talk of girl talk (funny how gay guys like girl talk) and me interjecting a joke every few minutes or a talking point. OK so J (brunette) sitting next to me made a lot of sexual innuendo towards me. Guys would say something about some guy and J would profess just how amazing I was. It was almost as if she was attempting to show off my sexual prowess. Some comments were really off the cuff for her, but the more effeminate of the two guys said oh my those are some tight jeans (motioning to a guy who had just walked buy). J would add in that guys who were well endowed couldn’t wear tight jeans cause they are just to damn uncomfortable. Isn’t that right SteveO?
Personally whatever floats someones boat is their business, but still I felt a bit awkward talking about my junk in front of gay guys. So one guy noticed my impeccable, expensive shoes and said “oh my, do you shine those yourself, they are very nice?”
J (blond) decided to get into the conversation and was like, “hey mister, need a shine?”
J (brunette) was like “I’ll give him a shine and I aint talking about his shoes.”
J (blond) said “I wasn’t either!”
The other gay guy said “but you said you were married?”
J (blond) “sometimes you can’t help staring at what is staring back at you”
Me, feeling totally like a piece of meat at this point said to J (blond) “I thought you were a vegetarian?”
This kind of crap went on for a little bit until finally someone changed the subject to a Memorial day party. Apparently the gay guys were having a shin-dig and invited my two lady friends to join them. J (blond) always thinking of others in her silly little head was like as long as we can bring SteveO. The two gay guys had a look of disgust on their face like OMG but he is not gay or a girl and so wouldn’t fit in. I interjected by saying thanks J (blond) but no thanks. While I am sure there will be plenty of sausages and other meat products swinging about the only thing I think I’ll stick my meat in is pussy. I guess it broke the tension because everyone had a good laugh.
The results were consistent all night with the innuendo and blatant sexual remarks. I really just didn’t want to post this as I needed to confirm what was going on first. It could have just been it was a sexually charged night. I didn’t get home until after 2 am. Its always the nights you don’t really plan for or think to much about that crazy opportunity presents itself.
Saturday night was pretty freaking crazy too though. I’ll catch up on some things and then report back on that. To top it all off I’ll tell you how I confirmed it all with a quick trip to BuckyStars and WalyWorld last night. I think I have a new favorite mone and at very low dosages.