Bar Games

As I recently found myself in the newly opened Power and Light District in downtown Kansas City, it had a quaint little charm for a city needing a little face lift. The only problem is that it was trying to be more than it was, it felt more like a $50 hooker from the Southside wearing a Vera Wang dress and thinking she could charge $1,500 for a hand job.

During my time home I was out and about in this newly formed city my game was impugned by a woman no less. My friends and I were out enjoying a few cocktails when my cousin who is shy by nature eyed a girl that he liked, put on his best game face and went over to hit on her even though the girl's boyfriend was hovering right next to her. I was impressed especially from my cousin who is a little introverted, but my excitement was muted when one of our friend's girlfriend stated: "Wow look at him he has balls, what are you guys doing?" Balls approaching a woman he already knew from class, I could see how difficult that could be, that is similar to anyone saying to me, it must be hard breathing and all.

I was flabbergasted and annoyed, especially when it was from a girl who opened her mouth all too often. Personally I think there should be a sign on her forehead pointing to her mouth stating "if open insert penis." (Those of you who know her, would agree, both males and females)

While I would not consider myself the greatest gamer, lacking balls is something I am not, especially confidence approaching women. This sparked the argumentative side in me and I started an "aggressive discussion" with her about gaming.

At one point she stated "approaching" is not that difficult and she used to do it all the time. The only problem with that is that she is talking about two different games. A woman approaching a man takes very little skill; unless the woman weighed over 200 pounds and had a face that looked like a beat up catchers mit. If she could go out approach and close with the best of them, I will be the first one in line purchasing her book. That saying, comparing women and men when it comes to approaching are in no way the same league, it would be like giving a roided up Barry Bonds a tee ball and saying that we are all playing the same game.

I don't want to sound like a petulant child whining when he didn't get changed the moment he shit his pants. The reason I say this is that many women do not respect the difficulty of approaching a strange woman at the bar and being expected to not only be charming, but carry the conversation and in the end giving us little credit for stepping up to the plate time and time again. If all of the women in the world disagree with me, I would suggest that you strap down your chest, put on a fake beard, grab a strap on and see if you can close one of your fellow female companions.