There's a local dive bar that I go to. It's generally a sausage fest, and the women that are there are almost always women I know.

Tonight, I was out enjoying a band that a friend of mine plays in, not expecting much in the way of sarging because of the aforementioned preacquaintance with the women who usually go to the bar. But toward the end of the night, I noticed an HB7 who I hadn't seen there before, and in the guise of getting another drink, I sidled up next to her at the bar.

She leaned over to me and mentioned something about the band. Recognizing an IOI for what it was, I played a Jeffy hand and leaned into her, asking, "Who are you? What's your name?" She gave her her name, I did the same, and we shook hands. Then she mentioned that we had met before (Oops.), but gave me an easy out, saying that it was a couple years ago when she was dating so-and-so, who is a guy I know. I told her I was impressed that she remembered, and we had a little chat about my photography, which is pretty well known in the local area (I do a lot of photography of parties and local events, so it's not terribly out of the ordinary that somebody would know me as a photographer). Eager not to wear out my welcome, I told her that I was going to go get another drink and walked away.

After getting my drink, I stationed myself not too far from her—far enough that it wouldn't seem like I was hovering, but close enough that I could take advantage of an opening if one occurred, and sure enough, one did: she hopped up on a barstool on her knees while she was ordering a drink, with her ass out in the air. I walked up, put my hand on her back and said into her ear that she should be careful the kind of positions she puts herself in. We joked back and forth about it for a few seconds and then I left her to have her drink.

I came back a few minutes later as the bar was closing and opened her up for another line of conversation with a simple question about what she was up to. We talked for another couple minutes and just as the lights came on signifying last call, I lightly grabbed her closest elbow and pulled her in, saying, "You seem pretty cool—let me give you a call sometime." She gave me her number, but qualified it with, "I don't generally answer calls from people I don't know, so if I don't answer, just leave a voicemail." I replied that I was calling her at that moment so she'd have me in her phonebook, but the bar gets horrible reception, so I'm not sure whether the call even went through or not.

I'm not expecting much out of this whole series of events, but I've been focusing lately on getting numbers because that seems to be the primary issue for a guy like me who's starting out in the community. I've had one date in the last two months since I started reading Seddit (it was this week, even), which is one more than I would have had before, so I'm viewing every number as a victory even if it doesn't pan out into anything.

I'm not entirely sure where to go from here, but at this point I'm not going to give too much thought to it. I want to thank Seddit for what it's given to me so far, I know that much.

TL;DR I #-closed an HB7 tonight in a bar I go to that usually has nothing but penis in it, thanks to Jeffy and his aggressive tendencies.