Code word cigarette

I screwed up our code word last night. It was the first time my friend used it and I totally crashed and burned.

My good girl friend had a great idea. When one of our good guy friends and I are out at the same place and stuck in a conversation we don't want to be in, we say "cigarette." It's our code word we need help. It's what we say when we need to be rescued from getting hit on.

We had never executed the code word until last night.

A group of us were standing at the bar at our local pub. Two guys I didn't know had just invited me to join them for an Irish car bomb. I declined but cheered them on. While they were revelling in the shot afterglow, I slipped back over to my friends to avoid needing to use the code word.

He was talking to a women who had really been trying to capture his attention lately.

"Addison, how about a cigarette?" he said.

"No, I'm okay. Thanks," I answered.

What? I completely missed the cue.

I wasn't ready for it. I thought he was just being funny. I should have known since she was so close to him. For some reason, I was clueless until a bit later when he said something about it. He told me she was telling some long, detailed story and he really wanted to get away.

But I bombed. Now that there's been a dress rehearsal, I hope to not let him down next time.

Love to the single girls,
Addison