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shadowkitty) wrote2005-10-15 05:18 pm
shadowkitty) wrote2005-10-15 05:18 pm
Scary Club
After the pub quiz last night (we came second - woohoo!) New!Brian took us to this night club he knows around by Regent Street. I went, despite my general misgivings about nightclubs. Why do I do these things?
First they wouldn't let us in until Brian was there. The people on the door looked suspiciously like the Russian mafia. This was the first point where I thought we should leave. I would have found this funny if not for the inside.
It looked like every rap video you've ever seen. I swear. This was ok until I realised I was dancing near a guy with the scar from a GUNSHOT WOUND in his HEAD. That was the second point where I thought maybe we should go. This is also where I send my legendary attitude home for the night. I have never seen genuinely scary people before.
Then as if that wasn't enough, while I was in the bathroom a guy with a Russian accent burst in & started shouting at the woman keeping an eye on the place (stay in the stall. Keep quiet). Once they'd stopped screaming at each other I opened the door to find him outside, where he decided to proposition me (smile & keep walking). He followed me as far as the outside door & then started yelling obscenities at me (walk faster). We left pretty soon after that, though I didn't want to scare everyone by mentioning that.
End result? I am NEVER GOING CLUBBING AGAIN.
First they wouldn't let us in until Brian was there. The people on the door looked suspiciously like the Russian mafia. This was the first point where I thought we should leave. I would have found this funny if not for the inside.
It looked like every rap video you've ever seen. I swear. This was ok until I realised I was dancing near a guy with the scar from a GUNSHOT WOUND in his HEAD. That was the second point where I thought maybe we should go. This is also where I send my legendary attitude home for the night. I have never seen genuinely scary people before.
Then as if that wasn't enough, while I was in the bathroom a guy with a Russian accent burst in & started shouting at the woman keeping an eye on the place (stay in the stall. Keep quiet). Once they'd stopped screaming at each other I opened the door to find him outside, where he decided to proposition me (smile & keep walking). He followed me as far as the outside door & then started yelling obscenities at me (walk faster). We left pretty soon after that, though I didn't want to scare everyone by mentioning that.
End result? I am NEVER GOING CLUBBING AGAIN.
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Do any of us actually drink red wine?
I am slightly less envious of your hot outfit now.
Oh, and I'm majorly down/pissed off.
nooo!
what about hothotheat and bandages?!
come on you know you want to dance!
;-)
Re: nooo!