I'm Blind, But So Is Angie

My friend Angie wanted to go out for drinks last night and really who am I to say no? We decided to meet up at Cap City near our offices around 6pm. I tend to get stuck late when I have plans so I told her I would try to be there at 6, but would be there no later than 6:15. She was done at 4:30 so I suggested she get there a bit earlier than 6 to stake out a spot at the bar which tends to get crowded.

I was lucky enough to escape from here and get to the bar just before 6. I did a quick walk by of the bar, didn't see Angie and parked myself at a tall table by the entrance so I could catch her as she came in. After a couple minutes I ordered a beer and kept an eye out for Angie while trying to avoid eye contact with the older businessmen standing at the table between me and the door. I was unsuccessful in both endeavors. Twenty minutes later I was starting to feel stood up and emailed our mutual friend Heather for Angie's cell number and then focused on my blackberry to keep the new guys at the table from striking up a conversation. The hello was enough. Ugh.

So I get hold of Angie at 6:50 and ask where she is, thinking she may be waiting for me at the other bar we discussed. Nope. She was on the other side of the bar, alone, and just as irritated with my "no show" as I was with hers. I wandered over to where she was sitting and we had a good laugh realizing that we had to have been completely clueless to have missed each other. I had walked up to the table right in front of her and not seen her, and I was about 6'2" in my heels last night and as anyone familiar with DC knows, the tallest woman, if not person, in the bar.

Once we stopped laughing at ourselves we had a great time laughing with each other. We had a fantastic time sharing stories and planning Heather's bachelorette party. It was a great evening of fun, one which I paid for this morning, but well worth it.