James and I decided to visit our very own RMPC last night to get some quick dinner. We sat down at a booth and were about halfway through dinner when two moderately stylish, good looking black women came in and sat down a few tables away. Probably around 27 or 28 years old.

About 10 minutes later our waitress walks up with two “Lemon Drop” shots… puts them down on the table and says “Those two ladies over there bought you guys these shots”. Me and James just look at each other like what the fuck, look over at the table and the two girls turn and wave and smile, and I’m just like, whoa. Freakin crazy. What in the world are two hot black girls doing buying a couple Tech nerds shots in the middle of rocky mountain?

Regardless, we took the shots, waved back, and I tried very intently to watch the television.

So then the two black girls call our waitress over again, say something, they laugh some more, and our waitress goes back and makes two more shots. She’s walking over with the shots and I’m just thinking damn, they are tryin REAL hard here, how many shots are they going to buy us? I’ve never had a girl buy me a shot before so I wasn’t exactly well-read on proper etiquette in these situations. Are we supposed to go thank them? Buy them one back?

The situation took care of itself right about then however, as our waitress stopped short of our table and put the two shots down at another table — seated by two tall, dark, well dressed black guys, which just happens to be exactly in between our booth and the two ladies doing all this shot-buying.

Our waitress comes over to us again and laughs and says “You guys i’m sorry, I’m such a doof. Those shots weren’t for you, they were for those guys. I don’t know why I’m so retarded.”

So, for a brief period of about 4 minutes, James and I got to know what its like to be actively hit on by complete strangers. Even if it was on accident.