In a desperate attempt to meet new people - not that I already know 'old' people - I decided to go to a pub. That's what people do, isn't it? Go to social places and be social. Sounds easy enough. After 5 hours of sitting by the window, I final got a glimpse of social contact. This is how my 'moment of glory' happened. A girl bumped in to me, carrying a beer. And although I had spent 5 hours of thinking what possible things I could say in a situation like that, the idiot in me took over and ruined everything. This is how the conversation went: