Okay, so, last Friday, I decided to do something totally out of my comfort zone. I went to a bar alone. Yeah, you heard that right – solo. I’ve always kinda wanted to try it, but, you know, it’s a bit scary, especially as a girl. But I figured, why not? Gotta live a little, right?
First off, I spent way too long picking out what to wear. I mean, it’s a bar, not a fashion show, but I still wanted to look decent. Ended up going with a simple black dress and some ankle boots. Not too fancy, not too casual – just right, I hoped.
Next, I had to choose a bar. I didn’t want anything too crazy or too empty. So, I looked some bars near me and picked one that seemed chill. It had good reviews, looked kinda cozy, and wasn’t too far from where I live. Perfect.
When I got there, I felt a little awkward walking in by myself. But I just took a deep breath and headed straight for the bar. I found a stool, sat down, and ordered a drink. The bartender was pretty cool. I asked him what he recommended, and he made me this awesome cocktail. We chatted a bit, mostly about how busy the night was. It was nice, actually. He made me feel more at ease.
I sipped my drink slowly, just kind of people-watching. I noticed a few other people who were there alone, too. It made me feel less weird about it. Some were reading, some were on their phones, and some, like me, were just taking it all in.
After a while, I decided to order another drink. This time, I went for something I knew I liked – just a simple gin and tonic. I also struck up a conversation with the girl sitting next to me. She was there alone, too, waiting for a friend. We ended up chatting for a good half hour. It was fun! We talked about everything from our jobs to our favorite TV shows.
I have to say, the hardest part was probably just getting over that initial feeling of being judged. But honestly, I don’t think anyone really cared that I was there alone. And if they did, so what? I was having a good time, and that’s all that matters. I didn’t stay out too late – maybe a couple of hours. But it felt good to do something for myself, to prove that I could be independent and enjoy my own company.
So, yeah, that’s my story about going to a bar alone. It wasn’t as scary as I thought it would be, and I actually had a pretty good time. I didn’t leave my drinks or belongings unattended, I practiced my solo chat skills on a bartender, and met a new friend. I even met a new friend! I think I’ll definitely do it again sometime. Maybe next time, I’ll bring a book or something. But even if I don’t, I know I can handle it. It’s kind of empowering, you know? Like, I don’t need to be with a group of friends to have fun. I can make my own fun.
If you’re thinking about going to a bar alone, I say go for it. Just be smart about it. Pick a safe place, keep an eye on your drink, and don’t be afraid to chat with people. You might be surprised at how much you enjoy it. And if you don’t, that’s okay, too. At least you tried something new, right? Anyway, that’s all from me. Stay safe and have fun, everyone!
