I walked down 130 Street from the clinic to the girly bar - a journey many foreigner men have made in reverse. After several hours holding my newborn son beside my recovering wife and running errands. She encouraged me to go for a rest. Also mum was there and had it all under control.

I chose a bar off the cuff and ordered my first Jameson. For the few drinks that I was there I chatted with the only person there - the cashier. Where were the bar girls? I guessed that they were supposed to start about 5PM but would turn up around six or maybe even seven. That was the case in the next bar along. "Just got up?" I asked the first one to arrive as she used the bar mirror to apply slap to her face.

The second day of my son's life was much the same as the first. Except this time I stayed in only one bar for the duration. The cashier was an admirer and I pretended that I was single. She didn't believe me. She had just got back from a stint working in Japan and I surmised that it was a miserable time for her. I like the challenge of turning that frown upside down so I used my charisma. I was there for several Jameson's and bought her a whiskey and gave her a nice tip when settling the bill. I enjoyed the conversation and bid her farewell. Whilst walking off I thought if I wasn't married perhaps something could happen. If you haven't seen it already I'd recommend watching the Marilyn Monroe film Seven Year Itch where temptation the theme.

If you want to play with tipsy bar girls or just join the social scene then I suppose the time to go out is late and not 5PM like I had done. However I had my instructions from the missus. "Go out and relax, but don't stay out too late". I respected her wishes and returned before 8PM on both nights and even bought home dinner for those family members at the apartment.

The following morning I checked my wife and son out of the hospital clinic and paid the bill. For the next few weeks the apartment was like a busy restaurant kitchen with many helping hands and visitors. At night there was a horde of female family members sleeping on the lounge floor with the balcony doors open for cool air. I felt a little odd retiring to the marital suite alone. With the air con whirring loudly all night I wouldn't be disturbed by crying baby or the early risers in the lounge.

Riveting stuff.

John Bingham wrote: ↑Tue Jul 06, 2021 12:09 am That was painful to read. Think of your audience, nobody has time for this shit.

Are you a troll or an alcoholic? I hear that alcoholics don't have the patience or can't stay focused enough to read anything longer than 'John has a dog. The dog likes to play ball. The ball is red.'

With the way you and some others treat newbies I'm not surprised that the intellectuals and positive people disappear quicker than Lord Lucan does from Naga world casino.

John Bingham wrote: ↑Tue Jul 06, 2021 12:25 am Intellectuals and newbies? You poor suffering soul.

Give the guy a break , I learnt the girly bars don't really start till after 5pm . How about congrats becoming a father it's gotta be one of the greatest moments in your life .
Congrats hope mum and baby are doing fine

Watches his wife give birth to his child and Visits girly bar on the same day.

Class.

cringe.