My sister was up from WPB, FL this weekend. We had stopped at one of my dad's local haunts (a bar in my hometown) so he could have a few beers. Lallen and I were drinking soda. The woman who bartends is a woman we grew up with... probably the sweetest woman I've ever met. I've been left with her in bars for as long as I can remember. The woman is in her late 60's-early 70's now and I'm always so happy when I get to see her.
Lallen and I are sitting at the bar talking to each other when we noticed this guy (about our age) kept looking at us. We couldn't tell who he was looking at, or if it was both of us. Suddenly, Peggy (the bartender) comes over and informs us that the guy had bought a drink for both Lallen and I.
I felt pretty and good about myself for all of about 10 minutes.
Then my father (apparently forgetting that he has DAUGHTERS) informed us that the guy actually bought the drink for my sister, but Peggy gave me a soda too so I wouldn't feel left out.
I actually wanted to cry. And punch my father in the nuts.
That is all.
Re: The Sad Tale of the Pity Soda
No offense to lallen, but you're totally the "hot sister" in my book imoan!
Also, this is SO something my dad would say. He has zero tact. I saw him last week and I wasn't wearing makeup and he was all "Do you have a black eye? It's like, black next to your eye. Are you okay?" And later I looked in a mirror thinking maybe I had a smudge or something...nope, that's just the color of the skin under my eye. Thanks, Dad.
This is true. Engagement rings alone, not so much. They think they still have a chance. Wedding rings, they'll save their cash.
If he could see my wedding band/engagement ring, he could see lallen's too.
I get it... lallen is the better looking sister. I totally get it. Someone always has to be the better looking one in a group, and it's not me. But holy hell... it felt like someone punched me in the stomach when my dad said that. Of course, my sister is probably my biggest cheerleader and was adamant that what my dad said wasn't true... but I know it was. I just really wish I could've pretended that we both got the drink------ or maybe that LALLEN was the one to get the pity soda.
It's amazing how quickly learning the truth took the wind out of my sails.
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Truth!
Then you go over and talk to her after you buy her a drink! This guy never came over? How are you going to pick people up if you just send them drinks and don't talk? Amateur.
I think that's the most embarrassing thing. When she told us he bought "us" (ugh) the soda, we waved across the bar and said "Thank you!" I kind of want to crawl in a hole now.
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Yeah, let's go with that.
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I'd try to touch your boob if we met IRL if it's any consolation, imoan.
I've been left with her in bars for as long as I can remember.
Sigh. I'm sorry.
Oh, imoan. The guy was obviously a douchecanoe if he only sent a drink to one girl. That's like number one rule in the drink buying book-- its all or nothing.
Secondly, your dad is a tool.
Thirdly, I've seen pictures. I'd buy you a drink, if I were a guy.