It's kind of humiliating when you're alone - out there at closing time by the exit or in the parking lot, with all the other guys who weren't hot enough to get picked up. And you try justifying it by saying that you weren't looking to hook-up with anybody - that you were just there to people-watch and have a drink or two. But deep down you know that's not true; there's only one reason to be at the damn club by yourself at this god-forsaken hour.
Uggh. Going to the club/bar to try and meet people has to be the worst part of being single.
Uggh. Going to the club/bar to try and meet people has to be the worst part of being single.


