Guys...the most mind-boggling of all!

My bff Andrea came to visit me in Chicago over labor day weekend. Sunday night ended up being a very random and strange night. We were out in Wrigleyville. It was my first time going to the bars in this neighborhood so I wasn't sure what bars to go to or what to expect. We got out the cab outside of Cubbie Bar. It wasn't 2 seconds before we got hit on, in a language we couldn't understand none the less. We rejected them, but polite like a lady. Apparently women need to get mean to get their point across because they wouldn't shut the hell up! They kept rambling about doing the rumba. 

We moved on to Slugger, got some drinks, and landed at a good table next to the men's restroom. Not the best spot as far as smell goes, but we got to look at every guy in the bar as they walked past. We moved to another table a little later and noticed some pretty nasty looks directed at our outfits. They were a little too fashion forward for the bitchy girls I guess. It took me back to high school...Remember when people made fun of you to mask their own insecurities...'sigh' Those were NOT the days. 

After the bitchy girls got us in the background of their picture we moved on to another bar. This bar was playing music that seemed more fitting for our outfits. We actually got a lot of compliments at this bar. There were a lot of cute guys there. One guy bought us shots of whiskey, not my fav, but I took it like a champ! Okay Andrea took it like a champ, I took it like a chump. I really hate whiskey! This guy was odd. He said it was his birthday, but he was buying us and his friends drinks. When I asked him why he said "because I'm loaded!" Oh, wow, don't be so modest! He was odd though, he would buy us drinks and then disappear. There were a lot of weird, drunk men out Sunday night. One guy kept giving me the 'come hither' look and wanted me to dance with him. I finally got up so I could reject him up close. He asked me to go to a bar downtown with him and said he was staying in a hotel near it. He said it was perfect for me that he was out of town. My jaw dropped when he said this because he basically came out and said he wanted a one night stand, but I'm not sure how he thought that was perfect for me. I turned around and ignored him the rest of the night. The last two guys who hit on us that night were actually pretty cool. They weren't disgusting and hitting on us at all, but having a conversation with us. They invited us to Wiener Circle with them and we shared a cab over there. One guy even offered to pay. We're eating our char dogs and cheese fries and having a good time. But we got up to leave and didn't ask for my number. It was odd. Why would you invite two beautiful women to hang out with you and then not even bother to get a number. If not to date, but to just hang out. I don't know, it was so weird, I can't explain the situation.

Andrea and I got the best of all types of guys. The conceded, the pushy, the slutty, and the socially awkward. Currently I'm on a quest for better bars with better guys. Let me know what you suggest.