Having good luck a few nights earlier, I decided to return to The Wave. It was my last night in Hawaii, so I thought I'd see if I could get my trip to end well. Maybe I might even run into the girl I'd hooked up with a few nights before.
The crowd was a little better this night. I circulated the club looking for any available girls I might be interested in. It wasn't long before I spotted a really hot blonde girl--the kind that makes your heart beat faster. I mean, she was at least a 9 out of 10 in anyone's book. She appeared to be with a couple of other girl friends with no men. After sizing up the situation to be sure she was free, I approached her and asked if she wanted to dance. She turned me down.
Crestfallen, I retreated to the bar to grab a drink while I considered my options. At the bar, I scoped the club for other available girls. I finished up my drink and approached another girl only to be turned down again. Looking back, I think they might have wanted some small talk first. Back then, I figured (maybe I'd heard it somewhere) that girls like to dance and usually don't get asked by guys because the guys are too shy. So, I figured that was my inroad. However, tonight, several strike-outs proved that plan to be flawed.
After a third swing and a miss, the night wearing on and a couple of drinks, I was hanging around, considering whether I should just leave alone when the hot blonde approached me. Maybe she was ready now. When she came up to me, she said that her friend thought I was really cute and asked if I would like to meet her. Of course, I agreed, though I was a bit disappointed I wasn't hitting it off with this girl.
She led me across the club to her friend and introduced her to me. Her friend was a Filipino girl, reasonably cute and with a nice body. I wasn't especially attracted to her, though part of that could have been that I really had my heart and mind set on the blonde. After the introduction, the blonde left me alone with her Filipino friend and we made small talk. Before long, the club was announcing last call and soon we found ourselves out on the street. I tried saying good-bye to the girl I'd been setup with, but she wasn't interested in letting her catch off the hook so easily.