Okay further to my burger story other shit went down on Friday night which I think I need to write down.
We had after work drinks and I got chatting to a temp who I had seen around the office but hadnt met before. She seemed pretty cool and friendly, so I asked her if she wanted to go and grab a drink at a bar afterwards.
So we went for a walk, she started hinting at the fact that she was going to score some pot so I was like, sweet as. But she was starting to act really strange and secretive. We walk around a couple of blocks and she asks me to go wait somewhere while she gets drugs presumably. It was a cold night and really really windy so It was kinda uncomfortable just standing around. I see her smoking a cigarette with some dude, she takes like 10 minutes to do this and comes back and says "sorry no luck". My BS detector was going off, hard but still I was like OK lets get this fucking drink. Then we went to a legal high emporuim where she bought some weird legal herbal shit to smoke, I had some and I felt a bit weird. Now she had totally lost it, talking a lot of nonsense and changing subjects mid-sentence etc. Now I really shouldve bailed out now. I been in such a bizarre social situation where I had ever needed to bail out so It was the last thing on my mind.
Okay we finally get to my favourite bar (has a nice covered courtyard with table service and you can smoke there etc) but the place is also a swanky restaurant inside. She goes in ahead of me, sits down and starts telling a waiter that we were having dinner and I was paying. I was like slow your fucking roll son, I never said shit about paying for dinner (this place has like $30-$40 mains, so yeah, no). So we end up going outside finally. I order a beer and she's looking at the wine list, whilist making comments about just getting non-alcoholic beverages as "were both poor", so she was straight up taking the piss out of me. THEN she starts trying to talk to a waiter about wine, (she knew nothing) for about 10 MINUTES when I knew she was taking the piss. Then she lied about being allergic to sulphites (which are in most fucking bottles of wine) then she changed her mind and just said she was against additives in drinks AND THEN decides "haha now Im being a bitch". By this point I was ready to scream so I was sucking on my drink pretty hard. the next half hour consisted of extremely awkward conversation instigated by her about how we werent going to sleep together becuase we work together etc.
The main reason why I was continuing to put up with this was I was actually meeting an actual friend of mine later on. Then she goies to the toilet and... disappears. I was like sweet shes gone. So I kicked for another 15 mins or so by myself. My pal turned up we had a good drink and conversation for about an hour or so. He went home to see his GF and I stayed for a bit longer mingling with the other bar patrons.
THEN SHE FUCKING COMES BACK. She tells me a huge lie about how she had been waiting outside the whole time, and I was like "shit you never said you were leaving, if you were waiting why didnt you come in". I had since joined a table of nice people who had invited me to join them. "Who are these people?" in a shitty tone. "They invited me to join them." "You dont know them, why the fuck are you hanging out with them. Im going to talk to these people.". She then proceeds to tell them that she actually walked a few blocks to the bus stop, waited for a bus, had to piss, so missed her bus and came back. She goes and orders a drink, the people at the table ask me "Is she your girlfriend?" "No." "Yeah shes a fucking horrible bitch to you, why are you even hanging out with her?" "I HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA"
The rest of the night is a bit blurry. Then that burger thing happened.
My head has been going fucking bananas over that Friday night. Why didnt I bail out? Why was she a normal person until she had a few wines and turned COMPLETELY BATSHIT INSANE. What happened to my pride? The main thing Im worried about is our interaction at work tomorrow. What the fuck is going to happen? What was her perception of what happened that fucked up Friday night? Why do I care so much? Why am I depressed about a situation where I didnt do anything wrong?
Help me EB

I dont have anyone else to talk to right now