This past Friday night I went to happy hour in the loop with co-workers. As the happy hour continued to Wrigleyville, I was riding in a cab with a couple of the guys when they divulge a common bar technique: THE FAKE NAME.
I learn that one of the guys not only has one fake bar name, but three different names depending on the situation:
- Meeting someone with potential, but there’s something a bit off.
- Too hard to tell… 50/50 chance.
- Unchartered waters, never want this person to be able to track you down.
So it got me thinking – how many guys have I met that gave me a fake name? To be honest, it’s a phenomenal idea! Why haven’t I ever considered this before? I’ve definitely met my slough of categories 1-3 out and about in Chi.
We start brainstorming.
As a first timer, we determine that I should only have one fake name to not confuse myself. I can literally see it now “Uh my name is uh … my name is Kate.” FAIL. We decide on Scarlett Blake. Scarlett because Scarlett Johansson has blonde hair too and Blake because I love Blake Lively (please refer to my favorite guilty pleasure TV show Gossip Girl) – obviously you can see our creativity was at an all time high.
I haven’t had the chance to use my alias yet, but watch out Chicago because this can only lead to awesome/hilarious things.