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Don’t let her ruin your good time.

I remember my first encounter when a relationship blew up; I was hanging out with a guy who was dating what I considered a fantastic gal (beautiful, smart, and usually funny), and she happened to be there. I must have been 17, and we were at a local pub where I was admittedly underage. He’s a Brit, she’s American.

The girl was obnoxiously drunk, but my friend had maybe two pints in him over 4 hours. We were at the pub to watch some professional game of some kind, and him and I happened to work in the same consulting industry, so he invited me to the game. She tagged along because she was insecure of him being at a bar with the boys for some reason.

Read this entire article at the Be a man site.