I was attending an event at a famous old New York establishment, one of those old clubs of a bygone era that was frequent by the likes of Sinatra. It was a semi business event and I was there to do some schmoozing. I chit-chatted with a bunch of people at reception before moving into the main room for a few speeches.
I sat with some friends and noticed a girl alone. She was in a nice cocktail dress and a very sparkling necklace. We made eye contact throughout these speeches, but since she was a few rows away, I couldn’t really talk to her.
When the event was over, every rushed out. I went downstairs to use the restroom, since I’ve had quite a few to drink. I saw her on the phone outside of the ladies room when I got out and I went over to say hi. She was actually crying, because her boss just yelled at for not being more aggressive at this networking event. I don’t remember what I said, but I wiped the tears off her cheeks with my thumb and asked her to go have a drink with me.