I like to dance. I really do. Put on some loud music and I enjoy singing along to it and pulling out my 1990's MTV Grind moves. The trouble is, where can you go and just dance without being molested?
My friends took me to Atlantic City on Saturday. We had a gorgeous room in the Water Club and did dinner/dancing/gambling at Borgata. It was overall, a ton of fun, but the truth is, a lot of the time was spent escaping some drunken mess.
The second we made it out to the dance floor some dude grabbed my hand and started dancing with me. It was late, he was obviously drunk, and this is to be expected (sadly). So I went with it. Dancing is fun and I wasn't drunk so it was easy to control what happened. What happened was he went from petting my hair, to holding my hips for too long, and then the constant attempt toward dick to ass contact. Not fun. I made a face and my friends rescued me. I moved away and he whispered, "you're dancing whether you like it or not," at which time we jetted to the other side of the club only to realize he followed.
Guys! Really?!
I understand that there are girls who will go for this but they're probably either A) drunk or B) their self esteem is too low to stop you.
Knowing this, are you proud of yourselves?
I know how hard it must be to approach girls and get rejected, but perhaps if we behaved more like humans and less like beasts, you'd make better progress? I haven't been out in a long time even though this never changes, I like to watch the habits among the various social classes - especially men.
The hot guys - you know the type. Well-muscled, tight clothes, jewelery, they only bop around by the bar with a drink in their hand. These dudes won't work for a chick. They either wait for some girl to flirt shamelessly with them, try them out in terms of slut potential and either get ass or move on. If you're an attractive, confident female though and they're feeling sporting, they'll talk to you but they're not worth much for conversation. This is though, the best way to get a hook up out of a club scenario.
The mid-level drunk dudes - are the ones who will grab every girl in the club, give you puppy eyes, and try to grope as much ass/boob as possible. Guys, you suck. We're not fans of you. If you want ass, go for the chick that's drinking way to much and date rape her. Then feel real good about yourself you pathetic loser. Better idea, stop drinking, play a sport or find a hobby and leave us alone. Your methods make going out a miserable thing to do.
The geeks - these guys are so cute. They huddle around one another and send out the bravest/drunkest one to find a girl to hang out with. Gents, I hate to say this, but often enough, you're the ones with good jobs who buy bottles and inviting everyone to share. You're being taken advantage of. I will always be nice to you, but the liklihood of taking a girl home, slim. To get away from the jerk dude, we went to the bar. While there, this guy asked my friend if we wanted drinks, and we followed, up to VIP to a private room. The guys there were really nice and gentlemenly. I had a 25 minute conversation (which is not what you do in a loud club) with a married guy. He was really sweet and it was a completely platonic conversation. Then his friend and I talked comics (found the only dude in Atlantic City who knew them) which was nice. However, his name was Anthony, hello ex boyfriend, and he might as well have been a clone.
There's always the gay clubs, which are so much fun. You get to dance with men who are respectful and complimentary but the music is always house or trance and not my favorite.
I've taken to bee boppin in my car. At least there I can sing at the top of my lungs and wear sweats and comfortable shoes.
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