Thursday, April 21, 2011

Clubbing women is better than clubbing seals

So... random event. Random events are always the most fun in my opinion. One, you don't have enough to build a solid reasoning as to what your expectations might be for the evening. Two, surprises to me are typically always welcome, given the right company for said surprise. With that being said, I get a call at 10pm tonight to just... go out and party. Typically the definition of "party" to most people might mean a crazy alcoholics wet dream. But in this case, that was not it. It was more of a relaxed, let's have a couple of drinks, kind of night. Which is what it was, and being that, it was still fun. After going to the first bar to witness various younger women hitting on older men, and a couple of middle aged men hitting on two women who were clearly twice their age, we left. 2 drinks down, and some food. Next door, the bar had literally, 4 people. We leave. We stop at a random bar on the way back to my house, that I had never been to, but has been around for a very long time. And what we saw was unbelievable. On a Wednesday night (a Wednesday? Yes... Wednesday) we find that everyone and their sister was at this bar/club. I couldn't get over it. Un-friggin-believable. It's literally underground, with 3 bars and some pretty decent techno music spinning on the actual dance floor side.
Now that I've got your attention with HOW we got to that point, I'll continue with my observations. I like to analyze couples and individuals and figure out the non-verbal behavior. It's very interesting to me. I was witness to almost every woman attempting to flirt with these saps who would end up buying them drinks. No thank you. I'm sorry, but I've spent enough money on previous relationships, with little to no return, that I feel, quite possibly, a little jaded. Not sure if that's the right word. But unless there's a strong bond, you're my friend, and/or my girlfriend, spouse, lover, whatever... I won't be buying a drink for you. Buy you're on damn drink. First off, I'm broke. Secondly, why would I buy a drink for a total stranger? I wouldn't buy a homeless guy alcohol, why would I buy you one? Oh... right, because you got boobs and you're dressed like a whore, right. I totally missed that part. Well then, here let me get you a drink. Enjoy your water, it was free. Just ridiculous how much effort women and men put in to get each other's attention. Even when they are totally not interested, most women will be polite, unless otherwise provoked by a drunk guy. It was just an observation of course, but still... I think it's stupid to buy drinks for someone you'll never see again.

P.S. Alcohol is an amazing sedative, and I've needed it badly.

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