Last Friday after work hours, my friend/boss asked if I wanted to go to dinner with him and a coworker. The coworker is a good friend of my friend/boss, but he was going back to school (and thus leaving the company). My friend/boss wanted to take him out before he leaves. It was also his birthday last week, too, so there was even more reason to celebrate.
We met up with one of the female managers of our company and her boyfriend in Koreatown and had Korean BBQ for dinner. It was absolutely amazing. I think if my friend/boss didn’t keep giving everyone refills of soju, I probably would’ve enjoyed the food even more. My friend/boss was trying to get us drunk (and he did a pretty good job, with me at least).
After dinner, we went to West Hollywood (one of the main gay neighborhoods in the US). It was the first time I had ever been there. I’m not much of a clubber (and I definitely don’t know how to flirt), so I really felt out of my element. Luckily, all the alcohol that my friend/boss “made” me drink helped to loosen me up.
Because I’m very inexperienced, my friend/boss kept scouting for guys for me to approach. He also made it painfully clear to our whole group just how inexperienced I am. I really should stop confiding in him. I didn’t end up approaching anyone, but I did see a lot of very good looking guys. It’s rare for me to see so many gay people in one place.
I danced (in my minimal ability), drank, and laughed. It was so much fun! WeHo!
