Monday, January 10, 2011

New Years Girl

I met this Indian girl Roma at a New Years dinner party a couple weeks ago at an upscale restaurant in downtown Charlotte. We had a group of about 35 people, about 12 of whom I had met once or twice before, and I ended up switching places with the girl I arrived with in order to sit next to Roma after talking to her for awhile. We hit it off pretty well, she recently moved from Chicago and worked in the finance industry. I actually thought she was Italian at first, as she had very dark features, even for an Indian. She was pretty tipsy, pouring champagne onto the table while missing her glass on a couple occasions, and then began clutching my knee under the table. I told my buddy I would be getting a New Year's smooch when the ball dropped.

After dinner we moved over to the dance floor in front of the band and I ordered a round of shots (tequila, the only shot I enjoy). Evidently the tequila pushed her over the edge because her eyes immediately teared up and she hurried to the bathroom to hurl. I felt really bad and got her a ginger ale and apologized for the tequila. She didn't seem to mind too much, judging by the litany of liplocks she laid on me, starting with the ball drop. At one point she got a serious look on her face and tried to tell me something. It was loud, I was drunk plus it was New Year's so I acted like I heard her and tried to assure her with a smile that everything was all good. A couple more times she tried to explain something to me and again, and I still couldn't understand a word of it. So we played a little game where she would push me away with a stern look, I would give her some distance, and then she would come back over for more drunken face sucking. A good 3 times.

We ended up going to an Irish bar around the corner (stepping over 4 guys who fell down trying to throw punches at one another; why do people get so angry at New Years?) for some better dance music, and Roma and I danced and made out some more. All of a sudden she became terse once again, this time pointing at the floor for me to stay on my side of the room while she moved to the other. After assuming (incorrectly, evidently) she wanted me to pursue her, I relented and rejoined my buddy and his wife nearby. 10 minutes later it was time to go, and Roma had disappeared.

I have no clue what she was trying to tell me before or what her issue was. I was glad to have had a better NYE than I bargained for, so I'm not about to complain ( :

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