They're all right -- It's about the Steak Houses.

Last night I met a great friend for dinner at the Palm (west side).  S. was running late and I was super early so I found a seat at the very crowded bar and hung out.  I had a good day yesterday and my ipad with me so I was prepared to kill a couple of hours.  And besides, I can talk to anyone.  Remember, I like people and good looking men are even more fun.  That's one thing about NY -- there is wonderful eye candy!

Within 2 minutes I was into a conversation with a couple of men to my right.  It's funny really -- I don't even know I'm looking, but I check the ring finger.  Not that it means anything anymore but I look.  These guys told me I look like Kirsten Gillibrand -- US Senator from New York.  I've never heard that one.  Then they said I am much prettier -- how sweet.  I never get tired of hearing it.  I don't see the resemblance to our Senator.  I am also told all the time that I look like Laura Linney and I don't see that either.  But lovely nonetheless.

I chatted for a few minutes and then went back to my ipad to read my book.  A man from the far end of the bar sent me a glass of wine.  Lovely gesture.  I will admit I love traditions and gentlemen!  A man sat down to my left and started to chat me up.  And then I was asked to join a table of men behind me.  Why not?!  They appeared to be having fun, handsome and I still had at least 30 minutes to wait.

One of the men immediately got up from his chair to give it to me as he grabbed another one.  Again -- Chivalry goes a long way with me.  We chatted for a while and I immediately realized the one who asked me to join them, M., was interested.  Nice.  Handsome man but with an edge.  I know that a year ago I would have been interested in a guy like this -- successful but arrogant -- handsome but not kind inside.  And now I say, "What's the point?!"  When S. arrived she joined us for a cocktail and when we refused to stay and eat with them, M. was dismissive.  Really?!  He showed me who he is, and I am not interested.  Period.

Okay, I admit it, I like the attention.  But why do men like this think they're getting anywhere.  I can only assume it works for them.  Sad really.  This isn't what I want.  Thank goodness.  But I will try the Steakhouse again.  Clearly the experts are right -- a great place to meet.  Fun!!!