Falcon
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***updated 2/19/06 see my post below***
So, I drove to a club 45 minutes away from here, where I figured I stood no chance of running into anyone I knew. It's supposed to be one of the best clubs in that area. When I set out, my goal was to talk to one guy and one girl. As I drove, anxiety got the better of me and I chickened out, and lowered my goal to just BEING in the club for an hour. Waiting in line outside wasn't bad, no one in line was talking so I didn't feel out of place or anything. Also, a guy in a group right in front of me was denied entry because his pants were too baggy, which made me feel better.
When I walked in, my first impression was **LOUD**. Also, it wasn't as crowded as I would have expected. The part of the club away from the dance floor, and the lounge upstairs, were both pretty sparsely populated, with most people on or near the dance floor, or lined up around the bars. I felt pretty good at first. I kind of hung out a medium range away from the dance floor. One thing I noticed was that I was the only person wearing khakis in there (seriously). Every other guy had jeans on. D'oh, guess that's what I will do next time. Also, I was pleasantly surprised to see that I was easily in the top 50% of guys in looks (though as I said I was 'oddly' dressed relative to the rest of the crowd).
Now, here's the groups of people I observed. Guys were doing one of several things: hanging around in small packs drinking beers, -or- dancing on the dance floor with 1 or more girls, -or- kind of wandering around. Girls were doing: dancing with several other girls, -or- standing and talking with several other girls, -or- dancing with a guy. My purpose of observation was to try to figure out how, next time I go, I could talk to people.
I have to admit I did not figure it out. When I ordered a beer from the bartender, I could barely hear him, and he could barely hear me. I have no clue how to talk to people in a place as loud as that. I have no fvcking idea how all those girls were talking to their friends. Is there some trick? A secret? Lip reading?
On the subject of dancing, I was pleasantly surprised to see that most people were bad to average dancers. I mean, I have never danced before but I did read up on it for an hour or two before I went, and when I was kind of grooving by myself I felt like I was doing it at least as well as 40th percentile. That's good, confidence building.
After an hour, I left, as I was getting more uncomfortable since I had stood in just about every place it felt okay to stand in. And I had also 'faked' sending some text messages on my phone so I could look like I was occupied with something. Also, I'm quite tall, so it's hard to 'get lost' in a crowd. Anyway, as I was walking out and crossing the street, this carload of girls pulls up and this girl yells "shake your laffy taffy". So I did, and they cheered and drove off. Haha. That felt good.
Anyway, to sum up: clubs - not as scary as I had thought, but very, very loud.
So, I drove to a club 45 minutes away from here, where I figured I stood no chance of running into anyone I knew. It's supposed to be one of the best clubs in that area. When I set out, my goal was to talk to one guy and one girl. As I drove, anxiety got the better of me and I chickened out, and lowered my goal to just BEING in the club for an hour. Waiting in line outside wasn't bad, no one in line was talking so I didn't feel out of place or anything. Also, a guy in a group right in front of me was denied entry because his pants were too baggy, which made me feel better.
When I walked in, my first impression was **LOUD**. Also, it wasn't as crowded as I would have expected. The part of the club away from the dance floor, and the lounge upstairs, were both pretty sparsely populated, with most people on or near the dance floor, or lined up around the bars. I felt pretty good at first. I kind of hung out a medium range away from the dance floor. One thing I noticed was that I was the only person wearing khakis in there (seriously). Every other guy had jeans on. D'oh, guess that's what I will do next time. Also, I was pleasantly surprised to see that I was easily in the top 50% of guys in looks (though as I said I was 'oddly' dressed relative to the rest of the crowd).
Now, here's the groups of people I observed. Guys were doing one of several things: hanging around in small packs drinking beers, -or- dancing on the dance floor with 1 or more girls, -or- kind of wandering around. Girls were doing: dancing with several other girls, -or- standing and talking with several other girls, -or- dancing with a guy. My purpose of observation was to try to figure out how, next time I go, I could talk to people.
I have to admit I did not figure it out. When I ordered a beer from the bartender, I could barely hear him, and he could barely hear me. I have no clue how to talk to people in a place as loud as that. I have no fvcking idea how all those girls were talking to their friends. Is there some trick? A secret? Lip reading?
On the subject of dancing, I was pleasantly surprised to see that most people were bad to average dancers. I mean, I have never danced before but I did read up on it for an hour or two before I went, and when I was kind of grooving by myself I felt like I was doing it at least as well as 40th percentile. That's good, confidence building.
After an hour, I left, as I was getting more uncomfortable since I had stood in just about every place it felt okay to stand in. And I had also 'faked' sending some text messages on my phone so I could look like I was occupied with something. Also, I'm quite tall, so it's hard to 'get lost' in a crowd. Anyway, as I was walking out and crossing the street, this carload of girls pulls up and this girl yells "shake your laffy taffy". So I did, and they cheered and drove off. Haha. That felt good.
Anyway, to sum up: clubs - not as scary as I had thought, but very, very loud.
