Well, not often, but Saturday night I actually went out! I went out to celebrate a great friend’s milestone Birthday. Normally, it’s like pulling teeth for me to go to a club. The places are usually overpriced, crowded and there is often a heavy whiff, if not outright stench, of meat market. For a good friend I will go outside my comfort zone to Da Club (thank you 50 Cent), and this time it was actually fun.
I realize this is a bad way of looking at the preparation for going out to a club, but I view it as the time to Whore-up. If you’re a woman you know it involves way more than average make-up, skimpier than average clothes and shoes that often make you want to amputate your feet. I like to think my end result is more high-class hooker than down right whore…especially when I see some of the outfits the 18 year old girls are wearing. Everyone makes their choices…and most of my friends and I look more classy than trashy.
Thankfully I was able to skip paying a $20 cover thanks to a free online pass, being a woman over 21 and getting to the club before midnight. Plus being with reserved VIP tables (yeah, I was a part of a VIP group) let me jump the line. However, I am aging so the idea that the club doesn’t even open until 10pm was a bit daunting. I had to take a disco nap to be even close to handling it.
The second level where our tables were located was less crowded and more fun than the main level. A bit too warm, but space to sit and relax a bit made it more tolerable. There was of course the deafening music and requisite shouting into other people’s ears to have a conversation, but I wasn't expecting quiet or soothing atmosphere. I had to apologize to my ringing ears and sore throat, but the pain was minimal.
For my once in a blue moon outing, this one was worth it. Lots of friends and folks I hadn’t seen for a long time. The Birthday Girl had a great time and now I can say I actually went out to a club this year. So until next year, you will not be seeing me in the club…unless another friend needs to celebrate a milestone B-day there. And they better be a great freakin’ friend, or I am out!
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You get mad props from me for getting out there, girl! Clubbing is SO not appealing to me, and I simply cannot make myself go anymore. That last time I went to a club was over a year ago to that sleezy joint in SE called "Love Club" and man-oh-man it was such a meat market it made my skin crawl. You couldn't move an inch without some nasty dude trying to grind with you. Eeeeyew!
Anyway, I admire your bravery, chica :)
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