We're gonna be ok!

Drew and I went to a concert last Thursday, for a band called Wolfgang that Drew likes and listens to.  I would call it an indie emo weirdo band, whatever, but I decided I'd go along for a fun night out anyway.


Upon entering the bar in Deep Ellum, we knew we were immediately out of place.  Drew's UT polo shirt and blue khakis stuck out like sore thumbs compared to the rolled up jeans, rolled up sleeves, 1940's-era haircuts, and tattoo sleeves we saw there.  We felt like IDIOTS, with good reason.  So we did what any normal person would do: ordered drinks and lots of 'em.  We grabbed a table near the back of the room but near the front door and people-watched and felt silly.  At some point, Drew got up to go to the bathroom and left me there with our drinks, 4 empty seats, and my iPhone.  Not even a minute later, 3 guys came up to the table and sat down to chat it up with me.  Now two things were running through my mind here: (1) Nice work Lauren!  You still got it!  Even though you never had it! Maybe you're getting it!  (2) What the hell do I talk to these guys about?  I don't know how to carry on conversation with randos!


"Can you believe they won't let us take our beers outside?", one of the guys, Matt, said.  "Oh...wow!  No..no I can't!" I replied.  And then I proceeded to sit there not knowing what to say.  Turns out, they just wanted me to hold their beers while they stepped out for a smoke.  So in reality I never "had" anything, but a table.  Ah well.  Anyways, Drew returns and so do the guys and we all proceed to start talking about Dallas, Fort Worth, and Ireland.  Some of them had been there, we discussed the pros and cons of the country, and before you knew it, we were fast friends!  They bought us drinks, we bought them drinks, they sat with us, we laughed, we cried, we enjoyed each other's company.  We survived our initial encounter with the weirdos and we passed with flying colors!


Even LATER in the night towards the end of the evening, Drew started yelling out random things at the band and quoting random movies, when this OTHER group of guys proceeded to laugh at him/with him - and again, we began talking.  Turns out they were from Lake Highlands and knew Drew's brother and one of my friend's brothers and all kinds of random connections!  Who knew.


Bottom line: Drew and I walked away from the fun evening feeling good, feeling confident, and feeling like WE'RE GONNA BE OK in a foreign country where we don't know anyone and feel stupid meeting new people!  We can do this!  Hopefully!  God willing!  Help!!

Me and my demon eyes with the lead singer of Wolfgang.