I was at a club in Birmingham last Saturday with a bunch of friends. There was a good atmosphere, we were pretty drunk, but the music there was so uncomfortably loud that I could barely hear anyone talking. So when one of my friends came up to me and shouted something about a guy who worked at the bar wanting to be introduced to me, I was slightly confused but went along with it.
We got to the bar, the guy didn’t even look up, so I figured I’d heard things wrong and ordered drinks off a different member of staff before leaving. As we were walking away, I got a pat on the shoulder and turned around to see bar guy standing there smiling. He was trying to talk to me but I couldn’t really hear anything and my friend was kinda stood their awkwardly on her own.
I finally managed to work out that he wanted me to text him so he had my number and just went along with it because I figured it would end the conversation I couldn’t really take part in whilst deafened. I sent him a ‘Hi’, and conveniently another member of staff came over to ask him something at that moment. I grabbed my friend’s hand, and led her onto the dancefloor thinking that’d be the end of it. Nope, sadly not. This is the conversation that followed: