Explanation: confidence, 0.

I went to a bar, alone, and drank three beers. I tried to have a few conversations. My bartendress, the cute Asian one with the glasses and the tie, appeared to tire of me and left me to the others.

The hideously drunk guy next to me, the one who was saying "oh nooooo, i can make it hooome with out a cab!!!" over and over, seemed to be making time with rather gorgeous girl next to him, who was whispering things in his ear.

The Mexican dude behind me said, as I was getting up to leave, "That's it?!?!" as if I were some sort of social disaster.

Jeebus H Christ people, first night out in ages and I feel seriously shitty.

edit

Alright, looking back with everyone's comments in mind, I think that my initial characterization of the night was overly negative. The fact is that I took a step, learned some stuff, and have some new goals. Thanks for your thoughts guys.