Sorry I Didn't Say Goodbye To You!

So after work last/Thursday night I thought I would treat myself to a visit to the speakeasy I like to go to.  I want to remain familiar with the people who serve me cocktails, and it was great.  There's this one bartender who's great.  Just like before, we talked about stuff while she whipped me up some killer drinks.  She's a cool chick.

But as I was winding down my visit, which was about 105 minutes long, I guess I started to space out from having a couple drinks.  I was soaking the atmosphere in, people watching, seeing the now two bartenders sling cocktails.  Didn't even look at my phone once while I was there, which is almost an impossibility.  But I guess I was too busy soaking it all in, because I heard a faint, "Bye!" and I continued to space out, not knowing that the server I was talking to was cut and left at 8.

Now I feel bad.  We have a rapport, and we chatted it up.  I just didn't know that she was leaving, else I would have totally said goodbye back.  Instead I was just ... I don't know, looking around and stuff.  Not saying goodbye back isn't very mannerly of me.  Does she think I'm a dick?  I hope not.  I just wasn't, you know, paying attention.

She must think I'm a dick.