Not dating per se, but thought I'd share this

with you guys from Sat night...It's a female friend of mine's b-day, and she has a room at a bar downtown in the Village reserved...3 buddies of mine and I head down there, including my oldest friend, a guy I've known for 25 years, and who is, amazingly, at age 30, still a virgin...Yup...The 30 year old virgin incarnate...We'll call him Lance (because that;'s his name...Really)He has zero game, refuses to listen to any advice, and has less success closing than Armando Benitez in the playoffs...So we're at the bar, and there's this cute chick there who I'm digging...We're dancing together, we're both a bit further along than tipsy, we're making as much small talk as the booming music will allow, generally having a pretty good time...After about 30 minutes or so of this, I go to the bar to get some drinks as it is my turn to buy a round for the group I came with...Bar is really crowded, so it takes about 10 minutes total to get back to the room (which did not have its own bar, unfortunately)...I get back, and Lance is sitting in the corner, which is not easily accessible, with the girl I was dancing/chatting with, and he has his arm around her shoulder...I am seriously

at this point...In my book he just committed one of the worst acts a friend could...It's one thing to cockblock someone...It's another thing entirely to wait until your friend leaves the room and then run over and mack it to the chick he;s been talking to...I mean, this is really ######## behavior in my mind...So now I have to decide if it is worth me making a scene at my friend's birthday by going over there and confronting him, but I decide it is a better idea to just

a lot more and curse him from across the room...My other friend, Lance's roomate BTW, is as incredulous as I am, so we go play beirut instead and proceed to get WASTED...We stumble out of the bar at about 3 AM and I'm way too drunk to get home to Queens, so I crash on his sofa...I wake up at about 9 AM to the sound of Lance walking this girl out of the apartment...I am honestly in shock (and still drunk, BTW)...I am now conflicted, as I am still pissed at him, but also amazed and happy that he has finally had sex with a girl...I mean, they had to have had sex, right? She was definitely looking for action, they were chatting it up for well over 90 minutes, and she came home with Lance...Not even Lance could screw this up, right?

So I stumble into his room, and ask him, so, what happened?"Nothing, really," he answers...WHAT???"Well, we made out a little, and we snuggled, but nothing beyond that."WHAT???"Yeah, we left the bar at 4 or so, and she was hungry, so I took her to that 24 hour French restaurant a couple of blocks away and we had a very nice meal...""You took her on a date at 4 AM?""So we got back here and I asked her if she wanted to watch a movie""WHAT??? At 5 AM? You mean like a porn or something? To get y'all in the mood?""No, I put on Saw""Are you freaking kidding me? Saw? That's the movie you chose? Boy, I bet that really helped the mood""Why are you yelling at me?""Well first you totally throw a Jonathan Ogden sized cockblock at me, and then you #### it up to this magnitude? Then what happened?""Well then the power went out in my room, so we couldn't watch the movie anymore""Thank God""That's when I started to make my move, but she was way less responsive then she had been in the cab.""I wonder why.""What do you mean?""Never mind Lance...You're hopeless."What a

of historic proportions this guy is...