Getting Caught Off Guard
"Wait. You want to put that where??"
A few weeks ago, my brother and one of his teammates came to visit (shout out to the Huskies!). Usually, I don’t have the time or desire to party in this city I call “home”, but I made an exception. The dude was visiting his hometown, and my brother was with him, so I was like cool, let me see what’s up. When I got the address to the “club,” I knew immediately it was on a side of town that I knew, but didn’t want to know. Too much stuff pops off there. But again, I was amongst friends and family, so I rocked with it. Boy was I in for a treat.
When I go out, I like to look fly. I usually put on a cute dress, some nice pumps, a little make-up and keep it moving. This time, I dressed down a bit and wore a more casual dress, but still looked pretty nice. I walked into the bar and saw chicks wearing jeans, flip flops, wife beaters with decorative sequins, and cheap-looking summer dresses. Clearly, I was out of place and over dressed. People were looking at me all crazy as I walked through to find my brother. Thankfully I brought the chancletas (flip-flops) with me. So I went back outside and promptly changed my shoes.
As I peeped the crowd, I noticed that the women in this spot were on average, as old as my mother, which was fine. Get it in. But I had to draw the line at the woman in there who could not have been a day younger than 74. As I watched these older women dance to “Crazy in Love,” and “Single Ladies,” I had the urge to ask them to promptly go home and pull up their knee-sagging boobs on the way there.
Then there were the big girls. I’m not talking thicky-thick, well put together women. I’m talking big, round, and sloppy women. Some of the tube dresses, lycra outfits, and sleeveless shirts these women had on should not have been worn by anyone, no matter what size. I saw way too much of these ladies. Every where I looked, there they were, just a-giggling and a-shaking. And the skinny broads were no better. Why must you wear paper thin dresses short enough to reveal your untamed mane? Must your jeans be so low as to reveal your booty crack? I think not.
And last but not least, let’s talk about the short arse toothless dudes. As I looked around the room, I could count at least 6 dudes who were either missing a front tooth, or had some “I can’t believe it’s not butter”/crip-walking teeth action going on. Thankfully my brother and his friend are 6’3″, and between 250 and 275lbs, so I didn’t have to fend off any unwanted advances. But still, my eyes are still a bit sore from looking at these men all night.
Even with all this, I had a good time. I had my first (and second) 22 oz. Heineken with lemon (Yes, with lemon. Don’t judge.). The music was good, and it was highly amusing watching those women move their bodies and watching the men attempt to keep up. But damn it if I wasn’t caught off guard. I had to keep the deer-in-headlights look off my face and ask myself, “Am I too bougie for this spot? Too young? Maybe a little of both?”
Have you ever found yourself in a similar situation, or with the same thoughts? Just all out of place, and feeling like you need to make an effort to bring yourself to have a good time and take that stank look or mean mug off of your face? Was it your own fault for not knowing what you were getting into or were you set up? Share your stories. Don’t front like its just me.
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Freshman year of college my friends and I used to go to this hood club called the Royal Blue. I will never understand why I thought it was acceptable to try and party there. Somebody’s granddaddy was always trying to grind on us. There should be some rule about being 75+ in a club. The place was so small dudes would just openly feel up on you. Then they caught an attitude if you called them out on it. Fights were always breaking out between these country gangsta wannabes. It’s amazing I didn’t get shot or stabbed. And how could I forget the pregnant women? Going to a club on your due date is clearly a sign of an unfit mother. Clearly I was out of my element there. I think I wanted to show my then friends that I could hang in the hood. Big mistake. Eventually I learned I can’t be bothered with certain club scenes.
New Years Eve my crew partied in ATL at a grown and sexy pary (although we were like the youngest people there). But it was a nice and classy event. I didn’t have women looking like they been in a chicken fight and the chicken tore that rump up. The men didn’t grope us or cuss us out. Most of all, I got to drink free all night. That’s one club scene I don’t mind.
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It was not too long ago I found myself in one of the ghetto-ist clubs in ATL…I should’ve known when we drove for like an hr from our ritzy hotel to get there…
I knew it was gonna be all kinds of wrong when my friends and I joined the line, but hey we wanted to partay!
So, apparently every late night venue turns into a strip club in ATL. It was supposed to be a “lingerie contest”. I’m thinking the nice young ladies would come out on to the stage walk and pose for a bit….BOY WAS I WroNG! Once the DJ/Host said you will be disqualified if you show your nipples it was on and [pussy] poppin! The flips, splits, squats, grinding, and ass cheek clapping ensued.
I was shocked, but highly amused that night. I endured the usual ass grab, arm yank you find in most clubs. Apparently there was some dope deals goin on in the mens bathroom from what my homeboys told me. Guys were making it rain in random spots of the club every few minutes (a dollar or two landed on my table lol) girls crawlin on the floor trying to get the singles.
All in all, it was a fun yet eye opening weekend. =)
PS: There was a 2520 (dont know who invited them) couple that came with us that night and turned right back around when they saw the people in the line. LOL, I don’t blame them.
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CHeeKZ Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 10:14 am
I hate on the south heavy. But I got to give props to the way women are treated down south. The rest of the world should take notice. You feed them the right things to get them thick, than you take advantage of it.
I visited my baby cousin for his graduation. He took me to Club Velvet. I was than told how to approach a girl in the ‘dirty south.’ To quote Cousin Nick “Yeah you could just grab a girl. Squeeze whatever. Don’t be scared the girls here are use to it. If she turns around than she like you. If she doesn’t turn around, she still might like you, she is just playing hard to get.”
New York needs to catch up. This was the downfall of New York Rap, I’m convinced.
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Toni Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 1:15 pm
Lol all the south isn’t like that. Northeast Florida and up definitely. Central and South Florida are a horse of a different color. And The grabbing only applies to any chick in the club that’s pregnant, looking stank with an outfit two sizes too small or already grabbing on you (yes the ladies grab too). Otherwise that might get you shot, cut up or jumped at the club’s let out, which usually takes place at your nearest Denny’s for parking lot pimping (why did I ever go to those events too?).
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N.I.A. is so vain, she probably thinks this song is about her.... Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 2:12 pm
LOL!! I was thinking the same thing. CheekZ would definitely get his
bodyfeelings hurt if he did that in some spots in the good ole’ South.Reply
CHeeKZ Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 3:47 pm
N.I.A. stop crushing my dreams….
In my mind every girl south of NJ takes a smack on the booty as a compliment.
And its going to stay that way until I get shot.
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Yea…I think I was caught off guard my first time at late-night Rulloff’s in Collegetown. I guess this was where every white person* at my school attempted to fit into one tiny place, dance (as they do), spill (and drink) beer, begin the hookup process, and attempt to say hi to and hug everyone and everything they see. All in this one tiny afterhours restaurant. I was sooooo caught off guard. That was when I learned never to wear your best-good shoes out to a white people* bar…at the end of the night, the only thing that’s Best about those shoes is the Milwaukee.
*I don’t feel like 2520ing it up tonight. Them is white people.
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Still Water Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 6:35 am
Rulloffs taught me to make the most out of every situation. That place had some good a$$ drinks. Perfect for right before you headed to Dino’s (which had terrible drinks) and owned the dance floor.
Chocolate Thursdays Forever!!!
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Nicki Sunshine Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 7:42 am
I think 2520s be the most casual at a club…. like flippy floppys and shorts… maybe that is why!
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Nyela Goodness Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 8:47 am
Rulloff’s had the ill Karaoke. And you know how white folk are with they karaoke. As soon as they identified Black folk that could sing ::ehem::ME::cough::, they’d pull them into every song. What a time, what a time.
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I have found myself in that situation when I went to visit two friends in Viriginia Beach…. One of my friends was a guy, and my ex boyfriend and I guess we were supposed to be meeting up with some friends of his.
He introduced us to these Spanish chicks in the parking lot, who were not friendly and they were dressed cheap… We should have known then it was gonna be a hot mess.
Anywho, when we got in the club it was a hot ghetto mess and I got drunk to deal with it. lol
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Miss Jenkins Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 7:46 am
“Anywho, when we got in the club it was a hot ghetto mess and I got drunk to deal with it. lol”
Yep. That’s the best solution. Makes everything fun instead of annoying. lol.
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Nicki Sunshine Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 9:35 am
Exactly!!!! Plus my friends weren’t trying to go and I was riding with the guy. lol
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Reecie Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 10:58 am
nobody clubs in Va Beach. where did yall go? please don’t tell me a club on the beach strip. LOL
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Nicki Sunshine Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:35 pm
I have no clue. lol. it was last October-ish… it was something on a corner???? I know that’s not helping.
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Reecie Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:37 pm
not at all, but thats ok. lol
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Cheekie Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 11:13 am
“Anywho, when we got in the club it was a hot ghetto mess and I got drunk to deal with it. lol”
This was basically what my entire post was gonna say. lol
If I’m in a situation where I can’t really get out of, getting drunk is the only solution. Might as well try to have fun. Make lemonade outta lemons and whatnot. ‘Cuz there ain’t much worse than feeling out of place at a spot you have to bear for a while.
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Nicki Sunshine Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:36 pm
That’s exactly it. Drinking mellows me out!!!
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LAWD, lol. Everytime I go to see my brother in Flint, MI he and his wife take us to Old Man Temple (Oman Temple). First time we went my sisters and I were dressed like we normally would if we were going to a cabaret or whatever, but we dressed for DC, not Flint Michigan…I ain’t NEVA seen so many colors in my life! Red, blue, green from head to toe, some dude had on a red boller hat, a red fur 3/4 length coat and suit to match and the ladies…my lawd, their hair was so high and so stiff, 3 or 4 styles going on at the same time on the same head…we were confused. Now don’t get me wrong we had fun after our eyes adjusted. People really danced and didn’t just profile trying to hold up the walls.
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i like to go out so when i moved to nashville that really didn’t change. now for anyone who has never been to nashville it’s not all country music. it’s actually pretty hood and there is a large number of gangs. most black clubs/lounges here start out nice until hood stars find out about them. that’s when i usually get uncomfortable and stop going to that spot. it’s really like trying to stay one step ahead of the game.
on another note i’m gonna keep it one hundred. i rep the psi phi but when there is a large gathering (parties, cookouts, etc) of us i feel out of my element. not in the brotherly aspect but in the way we seem to perpetuate stereotypes about us. the ass biting and walking around naked has never been my thing. don’t even wanna be. around it. does that make me luke? do i even care if it does?
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Slim Jackson Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 8:16 am
You are cat!
Just kidding.
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ladycakes Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 9:55 am
Not going to lie….groups of Ques make me uneasy too. In undergrad their numbers decided if I went to an party or not.
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N.I.A. is so vain, she probably thinks this song is about her.... Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:23 pm
me too. Which is probably why I went to Alpha parties so much. Ques wouldn’t get rowdy at Alpha parties…well, not too rowdy. lol.
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The Award Winning RightCoastLexSteele, All For It Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:26 pm
I don’t know what school you went to, but the bruhz get rowdy anywhere, especially if they are the only que in the vicinity, they feel the need to represent. A bruh will set owt a hop that requires two people by his damn self. Special people I tell ya…
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N.I.A. is so vain, she probably thinks this song is about her.... Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:36 pm
i didn’t say they weren’t rowdy. I said they didn’t get too rowdy..not quite as rowdy.lol. they were still the usual Ques, just not as excessive as I’ve witnessed. And yes, ya’ll are special people!! Fun, but special….
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Peyso Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:55 pm
i feel like the bruhz got extra rowdy at alpha parties. “How dare they try to throw a party on their founder’s weekend as a fundraiser for charity w/o shouting out the bruhz!”
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Peyso Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 10:02 am
I agree with ya here. I was
owtout at Stonybrook’s Homecoming this weekend. Roo to Chi Rho. But there was this bruh who refused to stop hopping and then proceeded to set out every vulgar chant known to man. Like there’s a level when its owt and ppl like it but he went beyond that point. I swear he was making chants up. But hey what can I say. I like me titties…..Reply
Miss Jenkins Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 10:37 am
That chant makes me giggle…hehehe.
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Reecie Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 10:59 am
me too. lol
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Anger Management Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:00 pm
LOL. I haven’t heard that one yet…
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The Award Winning RightCoastLexSteele, All For It Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:14 pm
W/ some butter…
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Streetztalk Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:29 pm
Peyso ya rat bastid I was out at Stony too! I was the one adlibbin during the Alpha A-TEAM performance, lol. Gotta luv Henny Black!
Anyway, one time
at band campafter a stepshow we were on stage waiting for the results. It was mad quiet as they were waiting on the announcement. All of a sudden one of the Ques set off the I like My Titties chant. Best.Chant.Ever. LOLSon was going in too!! I was sayin “alright alright alright” in my mind as visions of nipples danced around my head.
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The Award Winning RightCoastLexSteele, All For It Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:40 pm
We do it for the people.
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Peyso Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:51 pm
I hate to say it but that was one of the worst step shows I ever been to. I’m just sayin
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Streetztalk Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:54 pm
Competition wise?
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Peyso Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:53 pm
w/ a bowl of soup…..
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Streetztalk Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:54 pm
*DEAD*
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Tunde Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 2:18 pm
…and when i suck them, they go _______
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Miss Jenkins Reply:
October 6th, 2009 at 7:12 am
hehehe.
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ASmith Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 11:16 pm
You took me right back to college… Lawd Jeebus…
9 times out of 10, I wouldn’t go to an off campus party because I just couldn’t with how hood it would get, and get that way so quickly. Didn’t matter who was throwing the party.
Hell, our on campus parties got hood. ::sigh::
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Two words:
Scores, Decatur
I once took a white friend there on a Friday night cuz she wanted to see what a “real” Atl spot was like… Biggest mistake of my life. I found myself apologizing to her for the “Christina Aguilera” shoutouts and “White Chocolate” references and booty-grabbing and trash-talkin (from the women). And I also found myself apologizing to everyone else for her foolishly poppin off at the mouth to every stankass stare or unwanted holler.
White people do not belong in Decatur lol.
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insomN.I.A. Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 9:27 am
White people do not belong in Decatur lol.
They really don’t. LOL!
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BlueFlame Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 9:39 am
Ahhhh i’ve been to Scores LOL yea…u brought her to a hood spot lol
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PYTJD Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 4:15 pm
LOL..you brought her to the Deck..ahhh man..I do miss ATL every now and again. Decatur where it’s greater lol.
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South Carolina caught me off guard. The entire spot was filled with smoke and it sat in the middle of an unlit street, surrounded by trees. When I tell you I neva did see so many colorful old men in my life, with alligator shoes on…I’m surrious. Since when was it ever okay to break out into the electric slide in the middle of a club? My long island iced tea only cost like $3, though…
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Miss Jenkins Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 10:45 am
Why do they still let people smoke inside anywhere? This is not 1999.
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olivya23 Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 10:59 am
It’s illegal to smoke inside a club/bar Chicago. They ruled this out about 2 years ago. That was probably one of the happiest days of my life…not really. But coming home smelling like all types of smoke was definitely not what’s up. I found myself washing my hair way more than I needed to.
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Miss Jenkins Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 11:03 am
I know! That was the worst.
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Reecie Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 11:04 am
VA is a tobacco state. smoking isn’t going anywhere…same for the carolinas I imagine.
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Still Water Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 11:04 am
Thank you Nyela! For just describing North Carolina and the current state of my life. Between you and Miss Jenkins, you have described the best club in my city!
On the plus side… I have to wash my hair pretty often to get the smoke out, so its always flowin’!
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N.I.A. is so vain, she probably thinks this song is about her.... Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:20 pm
What city are you in?
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Still Water Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 5:27 pm
Winston-Salem
(sad face)
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N.I.A. is so vain, she probably thinks this song is about her.... Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 6:41 pm
ohh…sorry. I’ve only been to Winston once. On a road trip to Atlanta, with a layover in Raleigh, my homegirl wanted to give us a tour of the WSSU campus.
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Reecie Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 11:23 am
“Since when was it ever okay to break out into the electric slide in the middle of a club?”
I didn’t realize this wasn’t done everywhere. LOL Ive been line dancing since I’ve been old enough to club.
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I used to feel like this when my friends and I went to Bourbon St. Like who are all these men grabbing on me like I’m some kinda prostitute or something…
Eventually I learned if you relax and smile (kinda like what sbm ‘n co are talmbout) then people will feel better about themselves…and then you are freed up to have a better time
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Welcome to my world… no really!
I just do me and not worry so much how others come out the house!
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Miss Jenkins Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 10:47 am
I feel you, but sometimes the hood monsters come out looking crazy and just throw the night off…Clothes be all offensive and what not…
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OrangeStar616 Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:07 pm
LOL true but 2520′s don;t exactly put it on either depending on the individual….DC has a rep of being fly, some of the tranplants didn’t get the memo LOL
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N.I.A. is so vain, she probably thinks this song is about her.... Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:19 pm
really? b/c I’ve seen some crazy bama shyt in DC, and they were not transplants….
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Reecie Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:20 pm
fly is interpretive, you know that. LOL
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N.I.A. is so vain, she probably thinks this song is about her.... Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:38 pm
LOL!! you are so right!
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I can’t remember the name of this spot in ATL, but I should have known better since it was an 18+ spot off in the cut. We should have left when we saw girls in line who barely looked 16, and men in line who were pushing 60. SMH. It was a hott mess!! Old men, young men, and half naked women. I was over dressed b/c I actually had my azz covered, and thank God I did not wear a skirt. It was too much…. I drank until it all made sense.
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Sounds like you were at the Eagle Bar on Broad and Erie out in North Philly. That’s where I was when I realized I didnt belong. I played it cool b/c I had grew up with people who would look like this when I got older. Well put together women have it bad when they walk in here b/c every man in there is trying to holla. But you know who has it worst? A well put together young man. The old jawns are trying to get their groove back and the young jawns are looking for their meal ticket b/c if you’re well put together then you must be an athlete or a drug dealer.
But at the Eagle’s Bar, my boy bought $100 worth of counterfeit money for $70. Then tried to use it to get into the
brothelstrip club a few blocks up (another place we didnt belong). Bad idea. We were real talk afraid for this man’s life. Between them forcing us to take of our shoes and socks to check for more counterfeits and the midget with the gun, I felt like i was in the twilight zone.Reply
Renee Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 10:53 am
Risking ya’ll life and freedom for $30, hot mess!!!!
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Last summer I went to Atlanta for a week long professional conference and by the 3rd day a friend of a friend invited me and a few girls out to some Carribean club. I was excited because all the professional nightime events were wack. Well the first bad sign was we drove for an hour doing nothing less than 80 the entire time until we finally pulled up to a club that looked OK from the outside. The second bad sign was her boy dropped us off and told us he would be back at 3:30, I just about lost it being so deep in the A with 3 chicks. Inside most of the women were dressed in jeans, baby tees, wifebeater, sneakers and flipflops, a few were dressed in the long cheap sundresses. I actually stared at one girl for about 1/2 an hour trying to figure out what was going on with her outfit before I figured out she was wearing a mini dress and a longsleeve black lace body stocking, I still crack up thinking about it. The guys were just not dressed up at all, long tees and baggy jeans. Coming from NYC me and all my girls were dressed in heals and cute dresses. We proceeded to stand by the bar in shock trying to soak it all in, we stuck out like sour thumbs and got nasty looks all night, worse of all, the men were too intimidate to dance with us. Eventually they started playing some reggae and we ended up having a little bit of fun but I was soooo happy when our ride finally came back for us.
Another time me and 3 of my girls took a roadtrip to Boston. We were definetly caught off gaurd by the 2am curfew, I usually leave my house at 12 – 12:30 when I go out. Our first night out we were walking around in search of a club, what we found was house music hell. Ofcourse it was all 2520s but that wasn’t really the shocker. Never in my life have I ever seen such spaztic movements and random hops and bounces. Also, there were wet napkins all over the floor, they were smushed and stuck to our heals when we walked, its was soooo disgusting. We rolled out with the quickness but the bouncer told us about a good spot for the next night, we ended up going and had a good time even though it was in the hood and a fight brokeout at the end of the night. You just can’t win.
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SwDee Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 2:12 pm
LOL, your trip to boston reminds me of one experience i had out there. Just like you, i usually don’t leave the house till 12:30-1am, so of course we were late. pulled up to this one spot and were undecided to go in or not. The doorman and some promoters came to the car to get us, and got us in for free and drinks… we should have known. it was like the twilight zone. we walked in and i swear the music stopped and everyone turned to look out us! we were so out of place, in heels, dresses and what not. these people were in there like they were chilling in their backyard. flip flops, white tees, sneakers… just a big no! good times!
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I visited my friend in San Fran last year and we met up at this club downtown. He made sure I was escorted in and I look at the shoes (I’m a shoe fiend can’t help :scratch:) and I’m like okay these ladies shoes games are on point. I look up and its my friend in full drag because he was the guest performer.
He was like I think you might be the only female that was born with a vagina but I one of the best times in my life. I got free drinks and met a man who makes custom heels…The End
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Yup- been there done that. This past weekend was a prime example, I went to the “old” club. I already knew what the atmosphere would be like since I’ve gone there before, didn’t care too much for it so I wasn’t in a rush to return to it. But this weekend I found myself there and it was oh so entertaining!
Now I’ve declined going some spots because of the area and the makeup of the crowd. I don’t like the college age or underage kids using fake ID’s crowds (hmm maybe the old club should be my new spot)
But when my girls and I go out, we make it fun no matter where we end up, even at spots that under normal circumstances we wouldn’t frequent.
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Miss Jenkins Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 10:49 am
“I don’t like the college age or underage kids using fake ID’s crowds (hmm maybe the old club should be my new spot”
Yeah word. I make it a point not to go places where is 18 to get in, 21 to drank…unless I’m roadtrippin!
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where I’m from there are more “hood” clubs, and happy hour chill spots or bars full of 2520s than there are bougie, uppity black folk crowded lounges, so I’ve endured it all in the club. as long as the music is good, I’m having a good time. you are NOT allowed to put your hands on me though. I don’t care what part of the country I’m in, if you want to leave the spot with your fingers, keep em to yourself.
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Streetztalk Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:11 pm
So you don’t like the friendly grope in the club? Ur a pahty pooparh (c) The Governator
lol
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CHeeKZ Reply:
October 5th, 2009 at 12:28 pm
When in Rome……
its rude to not participate in local customs.
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Some years ago I took a weekend trip to DC with my bff and we hadn’t planned the evening activities too extensively (being nerds we planned all the museum stuff), so our first night we decided to wander the area around our hotel since there seemed to be a lot of young people about.
We heard good music coming from a bar, it looked cute and we were too sober, so we went in. After a little while talking we remarked how all the women were dressed pretty cute, but the guys seemed scruffy. And hey why are there so many women and so few guys?
Hey wait a minute, they’re all women? Welcome to ladies night!
That bartender made a mean drink and the music was good, so we stayed, danced, got hit on, then went off to the next spot. Good times.
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I went to Dallas for my boys wedding. Two nights before the wedding he takes us to this bar he likes. I know he’s nto a super partyin kind of dude so i was apprehensive. We got there and I was shocked. I felt like I was partying with my auntie and uncles. The avg age in there HAD to be 45+! The women looked hurt, and I just hoped that the patron would make it all better. It didn’t. Fin
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I used to live in Louisville and go back to visit my friends at least every 3 months. So on one trip I decided to go out with my best friend. I never go out with her when I visit bc our tastes in clubs, men and pretty much everything are drastically different. Anywho, she suggested a club called J.T’s because as she put it they had drinks that would get you right. Warning, whenever someone tells you that the club you are going to serves liquor in a bucket you should walk, no run away! Needless to say when we got there all the chics had on Dereon, Baby Phat, Rocawear, or Encye and don’t get me started on the plethora of rainbow bright hair styles. The men were no better-tats, gold teeth, braided hair longer then mine. I felt so out of my element that I called my ex to come get me.
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