I was sitting in the pub on Thursday night, my usual happy-hour night with my friends, when I spotted a hot girl at the other end of the bar.

I’d seen her there before, but usually with a boyfriend. I kept glancing over as my friends and I drank, and she definitely seemed to be with a bunch of girls, no boyfriend in sight. I noticed that she kept checking me out, too. When she headed to the restroom, I followed.

I struck up a conversation with her while she was waiting, and she mentioned that she’d been celebrating closing some kind of big deal at work. I asked her why she wasn’t celebrating with a boyfriend, saying that there was no way she could be single. She said that she’d broken up with “a loser” the week before, adding, “But I’m feeling so great right now... Leer Más