Charliose
Porn Star
Ok, after my first time out Clubbing -EVER- I learned a few things.
1.) Never arrive at opening. EVER
2.) If you can help it, don't go alone.
3.) Bring Cash
4.) Know how to Dance
5.) Don't mess with people's beer.
6.) It's probably a lot more fun when you can drink.
7.) Be sure to know if it's Lesbian night or not.
So here is what happened....
I arrived at the club at 9:00 when it opened... Hell no.. not doing THAT again. I just left and hung out at my job around the corner for a bit, but it was still boring when I got back. There was no one there. I started talking to some guy who swore he was the richest thing on this side of the universe... he was kind of cute... but kind of... well... snobbish. He was actively trying not to sound arrogant, and he listened to what I had to say as well, so I enjoyed it thoroughly. When he found out it was Lesbian night, he bailed. By then people were dancing... and I realized I can't dance. Or at least I can't dance with guys. Girls are easy, but guys are hard. Especially tiny Hispanic guys who move so fast and fluidly that I can't keep up with. So I Embarassed myself with him. Another guy I tried to dance with ended up losing his beer to me... I knocked it out of his hand. And A third guy pulled the 'I'll be right back' thing on me... Yeah Right, As if...
I noticed alot of the folk who were underage left earlier... I was one of the few who stayed until closing. I guess the drinking makes you want to stay out later? I dunno. All I had was a couple of Ginger Ale's at three dollars a pop. THREE DOLLARS. But I couldn't complain.
I met a guy and exchanged phone numbers with him, but I don't know what to do... I have very much difficult talking to people... even appproaching people I don't know. I wanted to make new friends, but DAMN. It's hard.
There were probably more details but theyr'e no fun. That is the story of my first experience at a night club. Tease away...
Oh... and how often do you guys go out on the town?
1.) Never arrive at opening. EVER
2.) If you can help it, don't go alone.
3.) Bring Cash
4.) Know how to Dance
5.) Don't mess with people's beer.
6.) It's probably a lot more fun when you can drink.
7.) Be sure to know if it's Lesbian night or not.
So here is what happened....
I arrived at the club at 9:00 when it opened... Hell no.. not doing THAT again. I just left and hung out at my job around the corner for a bit, but it was still boring when I got back. There was no one there. I started talking to some guy who swore he was the richest thing on this side of the universe... he was kind of cute... but kind of... well... snobbish. He was actively trying not to sound arrogant, and he listened to what I had to say as well, so I enjoyed it thoroughly. When he found out it was Lesbian night, he bailed. By then people were dancing... and I realized I can't dance. Or at least I can't dance with guys. Girls are easy, but guys are hard. Especially tiny Hispanic guys who move so fast and fluidly that I can't keep up with. So I Embarassed myself with him. Another guy I tried to dance with ended up losing his beer to me... I knocked it out of his hand. And A third guy pulled the 'I'll be right back' thing on me... Yeah Right, As if...
I noticed alot of the folk who were underage left earlier... I was one of the few who stayed until closing. I guess the drinking makes you want to stay out later? I dunno. All I had was a couple of Ginger Ale's at three dollars a pop. THREE DOLLARS. But I couldn't complain.
I met a guy and exchanged phone numbers with him, but I don't know what to do... I have very much difficult talking to people... even appproaching people I don't know. I wanted to make new friends, but DAMN. It's hard.
There were probably more details but theyr'e no fun. That is the story of my first experience at a night club. Tease away...
Oh... and how often do you guys go out on the town?




