And then there were Darts....
On Wednesday it was the birthday of a friend, so I grabbed another pal and we ventured off to the bar to meet up for mellow, but cool birthday grooviness =-). Lucky for all the ladies that his birthday fell on a Wednesday because it happened to be "Ladie's Night" which meant $1.50 well drinks!!! YAY!!!!
This is a pretty cool bar with some of the standard entertainment features.....pool......foosball.....darts. I wanted to play darts so me and the non-birthday-boy friend checked out the darts from the bar and wandered up to the dart board. It's a fairly large dart board that is mounted on a wicker rug type thing. I get in position and I throw my first dart. I WAS concentrating, but you'd never be able to convince the girl at the next table that. My dart did fly happily and eagerly toward the board - ready to make an indelible mark that illustrated my skill and finesse. However, somewhere along the way my dart became a little disoriented and managed to hit the board dart-butt first =-(. Okay - it happens, and when it does it usually flops down to the ground (I should know!). INSTEAD, my wayward dart decided to leap about 4-5 feet to the right and spear itself into the wall above the nearby table, about 8 inches from a very unhappy girl's face =-0. She REALLY didn't look happy about the whole thing. As a matter of fact she looked quite pissed.
I apologized and she just continued to look pissed. Come on now!!!!! It's not like I was TRYING to hit her!!!! It's not like I DID hit her!!!!! As a matter of fact I missed by about a full 8 inches!!!!!!!! She was just glaring and stewing and my apologies were falling on deaf ears. Sure she had a right to be shocked or surprised or worried....but I just don't see where she got off being pissed!!!! Maybe I should have aimed for her because then I might have actually hit the board!
So we realized darts weren't a good idea while anyone was sitting at that table, and instead decided to play foosball. Little did I know I was playing against someone who had actually entered foosball competitions in the past (geez!), so my butt got whipped pretty quickly.
Eventually grumpy girl and pals left the table that was too close to the dart board and I finally got to play =-). One of the things I learned is that if you throw all three at once, sometimes you can actually get into the red of the bullseye - WOOHOO!!!! Thankfully, the night ended without anyone being speared =-).
This is a pretty cool bar with some of the standard entertainment features.....pool......foosball.....darts. I wanted to play darts so me and the non-birthday-boy friend checked out the darts from the bar and wandered up to the dart board. It's a fairly large dart board that is mounted on a wicker rug type thing. I get in position and I throw my first dart. I WAS concentrating, but you'd never be able to convince the girl at the next table that. My dart did fly happily and eagerly toward the board - ready to make an indelible mark that illustrated my skill and finesse. However, somewhere along the way my dart became a little disoriented and managed to hit the board dart-butt first =-(. Okay - it happens, and when it does it usually flops down to the ground (I should know!). INSTEAD, my wayward dart decided to leap about 4-5 feet to the right and spear itself into the wall above the nearby table, about 8 inches from a very unhappy girl's face =-0. She REALLY didn't look happy about the whole thing. As a matter of fact she looked quite pissed.
I apologized and she just continued to look pissed. Come on now!!!!! It's not like I was TRYING to hit her!!!! It's not like I DID hit her!!!!! As a matter of fact I missed by about a full 8 inches!!!!!!!! She was just glaring and stewing and my apologies were falling on deaf ears. Sure she had a right to be shocked or surprised or worried....but I just don't see where she got off being pissed!!!! Maybe I should have aimed for her because then I might have actually hit the board!
So we realized darts weren't a good idea while anyone was sitting at that table, and instead decided to play foosball. Little did I know I was playing against someone who had actually entered foosball competitions in the past (geez!), so my butt got whipped pretty quickly.
Eventually grumpy girl and pals left the table that was too close to the dart board and I finally got to play =-). One of the things I learned is that if you throw all three at once, sometimes you can actually get into the red of the bullseye - WOOHOO!!!! Thankfully, the night ended without anyone being speared =-).
posted by The Shababbler at 10:07 PM
2 Comments:
Some people just need to chill.. Who would intentionally hit someone with a dart? Even if I was really pissed at someone I wouldn't. Were these the plastic tipped ones or the ultra dangerous metal tipped ones?
I like it =-).
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