Great day! I know it has been some time since I have made a post so I know you guys are yearning for my sarcastic over characterized scenarios. So on Friday night I attended LOVE a nightclub which is probably considered the most exclusive in the Washington Metropolitan area, and it is a very nice sophisticated club. It wasn't even in my plans to attend LOVE on this night because I had planned on going to Ibiza but when I got there the line was extremely long and who stands in line? Usually at LOVE I have a decent time but I think that the people that are also in attendance are not my favorite...they are this group that attempts to be snobby and it doesn't work so they end up looking dumb and bored. I kinda believe they act this way because of the atmosphere and style of the club which is I guess understandable because if you go to a "hood" club most of the people there will probably act "hood".
Okay so on this particular night me and my friend had a blaaaaast! We were already slightly intoxicated by our favorite drink of choice (blueberry smirnoff and lemonade) when we got there so that was a plus but then my friend met a nice gentleman. Now of course we were skeptical about this gentleman because of the guys we normally meet there but exceeded our expectations...he bought us our second favorite drink (patron margaritas)the whole night and also stayed at our side as well. Now most people would say he was "blocking" but he wasn't we still danced and retrieved numbers as we normally did. All in all it was a great night and probably one that may or may not happen again. Okay so the next day this guy (the gentleman) called my phone and was looking for my friend but I didn't want to give him her number so I gave her his number but she never called so he kept calling me.I don't know if if was the fact that we all had spent the whole night hanging out or what but this guy must have felt extremely comfortable with me so he was telling me about his problems. This guy asked me could he stay with me for a week because his girlfriend put him out for going to the club on Friday night and he would get another place at the end of the week when he got paid because he spent all of his money at the club the night before. Now me and my friend were on three-way with him (like high school again) and we were absolutely speechless but we found this revelation hilarious. So this little story brings me to my point: why do people feel the need to work so hard during the week so that they can ball excessively at the club on the weekends?
This is a not random occurrence I have seen this numerous times but this time it was soooo like unexpected I had to speak on it. There is always people that you meet or see in the club and they are always paying that extra 20 dollars at the door so that they don't have to stand in line or buying a table so that they can be I guess "exclusive" but they still are not because no one knows them. But these are the same people that live at home, have no goals, and are probably working from pay check to pay check it's not funny but at the same time it is because girls get extra dressed up to pick up the guys who supposedly have bread (dc slang for money) but in reality the guys don't. Someone needs to coin a term for this because the the males and the females are both misleading the opposite sex but maybe it doesn't matter because the club was made for entertainment. I guess we can say that since the club was made for entertainment then everything inside and surrounding should be not be taken seriously...maybe they should have everyone that attends any club sign a release or something that makes it clear that they should not believe anything that the other people in attendance say to them because they say it strictly for entertainment purposes. Hmph...these are just my thoughts and experiences shoved into one.
CIAO!
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