“Tell me how you met your Valentine.”

In the sprit of the holiday I will “try” and participate in a fellow bloggers Valentine’s Theme Week.  This is a pretty busy week for me so I wasn’t going to do it.  I am still not going to promise to participate everyday, but at least I will get one day in.

How did I meet Eric………

I meet my Eric in a Bar on penny pitcher beer night.  The bar, Club South, is a whole in the wall, that my brother, myself and our friends had been frequenting for the weekly karaoke on Wednesdays.  I would later find out that Eric frequented Club South more than us.  This was honestly Eric’s second home at this point in his life.  Who knew that they serve food there, well probably only Eric and Robby because this really was their place of comfort.  Not really a good sign in my opinion, but I don’t think that I really knew this until much later on in our relationship.

Eric was actually on a date with my brother’s friend Sam.  It apparently wasn’t going very well because he came chasing after me.  In Eric’s defense he would tell the story as……he went on one date with Sam and it did not go well and then they planned to meet at Club South as they would have both been there that night anyway.  They made these plans the week prior be before their one date that didn’t go well.  Anyway, he was apparently checking me out and decided to chase me down and find out “my story” when I was away from my possie of protection.  That consisted mainly of Kyle and Brother John and possibly many other nosey boys that seems to think that they were entitled to protect me because they knew Brother John. 

I went upstairs to the ladies room (which by the way is one of the grossest places in Birmingham, Club South’s major fault was always that bathroom, but they have sense redone the one downstairs.)  Eric saw the free moment and intersected my journey back from the bathroom.  He starts chatting me up and moments into our conversation JOHN and KYLE are standing next to me.  They are standing so close to me that you couldn’t get a piece of paper between me and them.  They, my protectors, were glued to me because heaven forbid someone talks to “little Cassie” we can’t have that.  At this point Eric says, “it’s getting crowded, I am going go”, then he walks away.  I glare at JOHN and KYLE, and Kyle says, “what we are just standing here.” 

I go downstairs with my protectors and sit at our table all pouty like.  At some point John and Kyle weren’t paying attention and somebody else comes and sits by me, but they actually knew him so I guess that’s why they didn’t mind as much, but he was hitting on me.  I ended up asking him just how OLD he was and why was he in a bar hitting on college girls and didn’t he think that maybe he needed to find a new group of people to hang out with because I certainly don’t think that you should be at my table.  Turns out that he was a little sensitive and left.  FYI, he was 12 years older than me and had less hair than my Dad.  He later comes back to my table.  JOHN and KYLE were up singing and Cousin Daniel was over hitting on Eric’s date. When this guy came back to my table he was not alone, he had Eric with him.  Turns out he knew Eric too.  He introduces him to me and says, “here this is Eric he is closer to your age.”  Eric promptly takes a seat and begins chatting me up again.  JOHN and KYLE are starting to pay attention again and shooting looks of disapproval to me from the stage. 

As Eric is hitting on me I am asking him about Sam and why he is not with her and why he is talking me.  He begins to ask me why I am not with any one and says, “a pretty girl like you should have a boyfriend”, and I say, “well I do have a boyfriend.”  Then when he sees me texting on my phone he says, “is that your boyfriend?”, I respond “no this is the guy I am cheating on my boyfriend with.”  I think that may have been the moment that Eric I knew that we were two unfaithful peas in a pod. 

And before my protectors whisked me off two the part 2 bar of the evening, Eric gave me his number and then I waited two weeks to call him.  Eric would say. “after I had broken up with all of my boyfriends.”  Eric speaks the truth.

Any surprises?  Did you know the story, anything I missed?  Have you know us all this time and actually not known our scandalous tale of how we met?

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