Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Cheers to the nerds/Buy a beer for a dude




I really like nerdy guys. If you know anything about literature, current events, history, book binding, art, insects, aeronautics, physics, etc. the chances of receiving my flirty eyes (and consequential attention and phone number) are increased by 73.5%. This has been documented. But the thing about nerds, dorks and geniuses; the chances of them approaching you are 73.5% less than the average guy.

Rocky Mountain Pizza Company is a popular Georgia Tech bar nestled right on the pizza-shaped corner of Hemphill and 10th St. I would feel very confident in saying that Rocky may be the cheapest place to drink on a regular basis in all of Boozelanta. Pitchers of Miller High Life $5, well Whiskey on the rocks $2.50 and pizza slices start at just under $2. Keep in mind that this is everyday, all day. I’ve never really been on a Friday or Saturday night, but if you go on a sunny Tuesday or Wednesday late afternoon, the chances of finding me on the patio are very much in your favor. Any of the waitresses, Ten, Veronica, Anne or Carmen, know that I’ll be there for four or five hours, sipping on a pitcher with a South-Forty pizza slice. I love the staff there—it’s a casual environment and they’re legitimately nice people. But regrettably, the quality of young, approachable men is minimal. So grab your friends, especially while the weather is still pleasant and drink until you turn into a fish.

Checkmate,

June 
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June makes a valid point about the awesome, laid back atmosphere of Rocky Mountain, and I have found that there are often attractive and intelligent boys present, but with them comes the inability (or lack of momentum) to approach girls. Once such time, spotted: a pair of lookers at Rocky Mountain.  He and his friend had caught our eyes when they first arrived and sat at a neighboring table. Before we left, I decided to stop admiring the nerds from afar, and make something happen.  I bought him a beer, informing him with a sharpie note on the cup that I felt that he was attractive, accompanied with my number.  I heard from him a few hours later—success!  Still a work in progress, but it was admittedly a great moment in the world of S and J. 

Cheers to balls,

Salli

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