As I sat at the bar the bartender kept coming back to check up on me, “Are you sure you don’t want anything to drink, water or soda?”
“No I’m fine thank you.”
He would walk away and come back after making rounds, “Are you sure you don’t want anything to drink?”
“I’m fine.”
Finally he walked away and headed to the back and returned with a soda and set it down in front of me, “here”, and he walked away.
Seeing that my cup was empty he came back to refill it, “so what’s your story? You’re just sitting at the bar alone not drinking?”
“No story my friends didn’t want to come out tonight and I was tired of being in the house.”

But really it’s the same old story, I was lonely and it’s better to be lonely with a room full of people than to be lonely in a room by yourself.