Something of a local sensation here this weekend when news broke that three women enjoying happy hour drinks last Thursday at The Fig restaurant in Santa Monica thwarted an apparent date rape when they spotted a man slip a substance from a vial into his date’s drink while she had left to use the restroom.
Our magnificent heroines jumped to action.
The trio, Sonia Ulrich, Marla Saltzer and Monica Kenyon, have been basking in adulation since the story broke. Accolades have been pouring in and the local hipster-lib press is wetting its panties in a collective tidal wave of appreciation for the women’s actions.
The putative leader of the super-heroines and protectors of feminine honor, Sonia Ulrich, recounted the entire incident on her Facebook page last Friday.
Monica, Marla, and I were at Fig at the Fairmont for their delicious happy hour (“Fig at 5.” Treat yourself). I was going on about something and saw Monica staring behind and making a funny face. I stopped. “What’s going on?” After a few second she said “That guy just put something in her drink.”
They had a bottle of wine they were splitting. It seemed like a first or second or third date. After a few “Oh god. What do we do”s, I got up to find her in the bathroom to tell her. Warn her. Tell her to get up and leave this creep. Make him drink it. Something.
So, after feeling awkward hanging out by the sinks in the bathroom til she was done, I approached. “Hey! Um, this is kind of weird, but, uh, we saw the guy you were with put something in your drink.”
“Oh My God.” She said. Shocked, kind of numb, so I babbled “Yeah, my girlfriend said she saw him put something in your drink and we had to say something. Woman to woman…you know. We had to say something. How well do you know that guy?” I was expecting to hear “We just met,” but I got:
“He’s one of my best friends.”
When I got back, Marla was talking to the server about what happened. Seeing if he or the manager could do anything. Monica filled us in on more of what she saw.
“He pulled her glass toward him, kind of awkwardly, then he took out a little black vial. He opened it up and dropped something in. Then he tried to play it cool, like checking his phone and hiding the vial in his hand and then trying to bring it back down slyly.” He apparently saw Monica looking. Marla said she was just going to lean over to Monica and say “that guy is acting really creepy” when she saw Monica already looking. Witnessing.
The poor woman had to sit through 40 more minutes, sitting across from “one of her best friends” knowing that he was trying to drug her. Marla noticed him several times chinking his glass to hers to get her to drink. She played it cool. Mostly, I believed, just stunned. The staff wanted to jump in and dump the glass, dump him, do something! I was going through fantasies of walking up and demanding he drink the tainted glass of wine. Eventually, they finished up dinner. There was a delay getting their bill “The computer is down” is what the waiter kept saying to him. Then, in walks Santa Monica PD. They say “Come with us” and he doesn’t protest.
But it wasn’t over.
From every table In our section, from through out the restaurant, people came by to thank us for taking action.
“It happened to my sister…I’m glad I was there to take her home.”
“It happened to my roommate at a producer’s party. He’s still messed up from it.”
“It happened to me. At a backyard barbecue.”
“It happened to me. At a bar I worked at.”
“Some Heroes don’t wear capes. Thank you. It happened to me. Thank you.”
“Fuck yeah you guys! You fuckin rock!”
And so it goes.
Good for them and I’m impressed by their vigilance. Resorting to drugs and roofies in order to get laid is a pretty low form of desperation on the part of any man. I can’t understand how such actions can possibly be defended. There is absolutely no sense of accomplishment in having sex with a girl by virtue of such shenanigans. Such practices only display your utter emasculation and wimpiness; there is nothing “Alpha” or “PUA-worthy” about “date drugging.” You have failed completely to display manhood in a flattering manner by being sniveling and sneaky this way.
But these chicks are starting to get a bit self-involved and very corny. There should be honor in great actions of virtuosity and thoughtfulness, but the three women seem to have no problem lapsing into a pronounced, annoying state of attention whoredom, including this pathetic and embarrassing Charlie’s Angels knock-off pose (as if the meme itself isn’t cringe-worthy enough).
And today the suspected druggist appeared in court and was identified. Turns out da Asian man did it.
A 24-year-old man who allegedly tried to slip a drug into a woman’s drink before he was thwarted by three Good Samaritans appeared in a Los Angeles court today after he was charged with two felonies, authorities said.
Michael Roe Chien Hsu was arraigned on charges of felony administering a drug and felony assault with intent to commit a sex crime, according to Los Angeles County Deputy District Attorney Oksana Sigal.
Hsu pleaded not guilty to the charges and was issued a protective order against the alleged victim by the judge. He must also turn over his passport within 48 hours and was required to turn in his pilot license.
A pilot’s license? That should be a great PUA prop to flash wantonly in the pursuit of pussy, and a man of substance, a man with balls, should be able to finagle such an accomplishment into bedding lots of women, no question. I suspect Hsu might have suffered from Asian Beta male complex and thus rationalized such desperate acts as a veritable PU tool of the trade, never mind that such trickery only serves to get you locked up and makes you look really desperate.