but I'm not sure she did…
apparently letting my hair down this last weekend was exactly what the doctor ordered.
2-for-1 cocktails on Saturday night and then a staff party at my local on Sunday which saw me drinking until after 4am may sound a bit much and seeing as how my hangover lasted all of Monday, probably was a bit much, but it was worth it.
the highlight and most bizarre moment of the weekend happened on Sunday night when out of the blue one of the barmaids (who I rather like) kissed me! and not just a peck on the cheek, I'm talking full on tonsil hockey 
then she cried. 
then she left. 
so I did what any good Christian would, I stayed at the party and got hammered!
that was the first proper kiss I've had in about 2 years and definitely the first time ever my kissing prowess has reduced a woman to tears…
yet I don’t feel bad about it. I've spoken to her since and her response was along the lines of “sorry, I do that when I'm drunk”. I'm just pleased that in the right light, with beer goggles on, an attractive girl found me attractive, even if it was just for a few minutes.
Oh yeah, I've still got it, sort of.
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