So seddit, I've reached my breaking point. FYI, I'm fairly tipsy at the moment, so this may be kind of ranty, I'll most likely regret it in the morning but for now fuck it. I just worked my last day of Coachella Fest related party for this year, the cute bartender who has been flirty with me (23 M, 6'3, broad shouldered, told on multiple occasions by both sexes how attractive I am) invites me out for drinks later and asks for my number. I figure what the hell, I work hard, I should relax and go have a drink with this girl. Fast forward a few hours, I end of at a gay bar with all my female and gay coworkers, I'm chillin, having a good time, thought my chances were pretty good with the cute bartender, I get out gamed by a dude I work with and there was absolutely nothing I could do, I watched as the chance to end my 1 year celibacy walks out the door with a douche bag, so here I am going from lurker to seeker, I'll read the sidebar again in the morning because there is no way in hell I can remember anything right now.