I'd love a side of FBF with my burger please!
Lindsey here with some excellent DABIT news!!!
As I wrote last week, my little DABIT heart is being filled with hope as “spring thaw” approaches in NYC. Just Friday my fellow DABITS and I headed to Pipa to start out our Friday with multiple pitchers of Sangria, and then we were off to Meatpacking for some Middlebury boy action. What we got was an overcrowded bar with expensive drinks and not a decent boy to be found. Enter, our very good guy friends from college, who have held on to their finance jobs despite massive layoffs at their respective banks. John, who is definite FGF material (and single, ladies! They are out there!) has been working 8 days a week to make up for the losses on his team. John is obviously a little disheartened…
John: “The second my company folds, I am moving to Dubai. That’s where everything is, Dubai.”
Me: “What?????”
John: “New York is dead, ma cherie, time to pull the plug. Overpriced and overdevleoped. Dubai baby, Dubai”
I’m now wanting to throw up and punch him in his very adorable face. Could this really be happening? I closed my eyes, clicked my heels, and repeated “There’s no place like New York,” but when I opened them all I found was a fresh tequila shot in front of my face and some guy getting dry humped at the next table. The DABIT gods must have been listening, however, because sleeping soundly avec eye mask well into the afternoon on Saturday, I was awoken by a bbm from my BFF with my 3 favorite B’s:
“Bankers. Bloodys. Burgers. STAT.”
My two best girl friends, both happily taken, had done what a DABIT’s BFF should always do, they had recruited boys for me. I had my new Theory dress on before my eyes were fully open. Traveling to the UWS, which may as well be Guam, wasn’t ideal, but these are desperate times. Surely I could head northwest for such a noble cause. I was greeted at Shake Shack by my BFFs and three guys with instantly apparent FBF Potential. The quick run down was better than it had been in months: cute, check! smart, check! think I’m funny, check! and, of course, have jobs… check check!!!!!!!!!
FBF Potential #1: “This place has the best burgers in NYC.”
Me: “Ohhh darling, you haven’t a clue who you’re talking to, Corner Bistro?? Burger Joint??”
FBF Potential #1: “Those are great too. We should go sometime.”
Me: “Definitely.”
FBF Potential #1: “How’s next weekend?”
And voila! Easy. Clean. Simple
They are out there DABITS, you just have to know where to look, and much to our collective chagrin, that may entail crossing over 14th Street on a weekend. Still if they ply me with bloody’s and burgers, I may even be wiling to walk the plank (AKA the Brooklyn Bridge)….
Don’t get excited, I said nothing about the Holland Tunnel.
xxx
linds
