Bar Hopping For One: Yay Or Nay?


This post is inspired by a JenAndMen reader, who I’ll call Michelle, who wrote me the following message:

I’m going through a divorce and all my friends are married with kids. Can I just go to a bar by myself? Is that Lame Sauce or A-OK? Love your blog!

This is a really great topic to debate about: Is it okay to go to a bar alone? I’m going to say “No” — and not just because of the lameness factor. I have compiled a list because (a) it’s easy to read and (b) it’s really fun for me to both compile lists and use the word “compile” on a daily basis.

1. Bars are filled with horny, possibly crazy people…who now have access to alcohol. I honestly just don’t think it’s safe for a chick to go to a bar all by her lonesome. I mean, if the night goes really well, and you end up meeting a guy, who’s going to be able to tell the sketch artist what he looked like if you should suddenly go missing when he walks you to your car?

2. Who’s gonna distract the ugly friends? It’s also good to a have a wing-woman with you — someone to keep the gross friend or friends busy while you mack it to the guy you like. Guys think having a wingman is where it’s at. They haven’t met me as a wing-woman, yet.

3. You look really Continue reading

Good-Looking By Association

Have you ever noticed that sometimes a less-than-amazing-looking person automatically gets extra hot points simply for being in the vicinity of good-looking friends?

I was recently out to dinner with a friend of mine when I saw a good-looking guy sitting on the other side of the restaurant. He was with another guy.

Without even seeing the face of the man who had his back to us, Melissa and I decided he was cute. The decision was made by the combination of him having a nicely shaped head, acceptable haircut, business attire and, as I said, good-looking dinner company. Had one of those variables been different, the outcome may have changed.

This is not the first time this has happened, either. And I saw the guys’ faces!

How often have my friends and I met a group of cute guys, with their standard less-attractive friend mixed into the crowd, only to be carried by his friends? As much as I love him, the Joey Fatone of the group, if I may. I always wonder how it happened. Have they been friends since childhood? Do they feel bad for the poor, unfortunate-looking guy? Are they just not as judgmental as girls?

The way I see it, being the less cute version of your friends (while still being a huge part of the party) is kind of like being Continue reading