Monday, 23 September 2013

Single on a Saturday: The Pilot

I'm convinced my expectations are too high for this city. Last night was just another edition in my disappointment with ways to spend a Saturday night. I love my friends, but I'm realizing that even the single ones have a different expectation of their night. I rarely have Saturdays off so when I do I can get things done during the day and go out like a free bird at night. This makes it important...I'm not interested in spending it running around looking for a party and I'm not satisfied with just simply leaving my home. This isn't high school. My 'rents aren't around irritating me so I can actually stay home or at least in my area. I live near pubs and entertainment....crawling distance from my bed.

That leads to another issue- if I have to travel (mainly on the transit) to go somewhere there better be something worth my time at the end of trip. Otherwise I could just walk to something in my area. I think this is what is going to happen.

Last night I was told there was a party I can crash in an area that is about a 45min trip away. This is where the miscommunication occurs....I hear party, I think dancing, drinks flirting...not chain pub north of the strip. So already the night has taken a sour turn. To make matters worse- its a birthday dinner for someone I don't know with 40 of her closest friends that I also did not know.

Don't get me wrong. I love wing places, I love UFC fights, I love all of that. But I was not set up for that....I was not interested in: not listening to music, sitting in a crowded corner where my chair gets pushed in every 10 mins, or putting on nice clothes to sit. It's uncomfortable and I do better with my eve just staying home...call a few people over....

But that is not what I was looking for. I did not care for the fight, I just wanted drinks and dancing in a mature atmosphere. And I didn't feel like hanging at home, hence going out. I needed a place to go and shake my booty.....preferably against someone...

We couldn't come up with one and the usual standbys were charging a cover...cover to get into what otherwise is a restaurant! So stupid. I think it is time for me to do my re-con before I start asking friends to come out on a Sat night. I have to find what I like and make it a suggestion.

hmm..maybe I should call this Solo on a Saturday....

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