| saloons, pubs, bars and dives...i'm not much of a bar-hopper. it's never been my thing. but, sometimes i'm persuaded to engage in this most ridiculous of activities. sure, i had fun. i generally do. but, the aftereffects are never fun. last night i purposefully drank less than usual. i didn't feel like having an atomic hangover this morning. and i don't. so, that's nice. i like bars and pubs. little places where people sit and chat and drink. maybe an open mic. maybe (but, hopefully not) karaoke. i don't do either, but i can handle it going on in the background. plus, places like that generally have a fair selection of import beers to choose from and not just American lite beer. so, a couple of the places we went to last night were exactly like this. i enjoyed that. but, we did end up going to a dance club on 4th avenue. it was awful. within 15 minutes of being there, i had some troll who was apparently celebrating her 18th birthday by grinding her ass into every guy that was within 10 feet of her. unfortunately, i waded my way into this circle of terror. after 2 seconds of her putting her hands and ass all over me, i was forced to literally push her off of me. i saw no other choice. i could feel the small creatures that obviously lived in her pants attempting to crawl out and claw me. maybe i shouldn't have shoved her. but, it wasn't a violent push. just a slow, hydraulic distancing push. luckily, it worked and she left. and we followed suit by getting the fuck out of there. long story short, i despise dance clubs and 99% of the people that go there. i have no problem going to a bar and talking to people i don't know and attempting to chat up girls while drinking actual good beer. but, clubs where the goal is to stand on a dance floor, drinking vomitous mixed drinks, shoulder to shoulder with hundreds of other people, dancing to shitty music and playing "guess how many STDs are in the room" is not my idea of fun. so, suffice it to say, i'll do my best to never go to a shithole like that again...unless it's with a can of gasoline and a tennis ball bomb. |
