So the other night I went out to that dance club with a handful of people from work. I knew it wasn't my thing, but I decided to try it out anyway. Change of scenery if you will.
So we get there and it's exactly what I think it's going to be. Loser guys drooling over slutty girls that they have absolutely no chance in hell hooking up with. It's entertaining sometimes to watch people get shot down like that. I headed up to the third floor which overlooked the dance floor just to watch and see what happens.
Evidentially that night was some Coors Light/Maxim Magazine hot girl search (they should have called it skank search, it was yucky). Some obnoxious announcer comes on the stage and starts asking these girls to do some real stupid (slutty & degrading) things on the stage. All of the sudden there are these assholes standing behind me yelling "Shake your ass!", and "Show me your boobs!". One of these comments I would have taken and ignored, but this went on for a solid 15 minutes. Each comment was getting worse and worse.
Point of the story is it made me feel like an asshole just for being born a male. I feel like I need to apologize to every woman on the planet for the rest of my life, not because of what I've done, but just for all the crap they have to put with because of the asshole men out there.
I'm sorry. I promise I won't be one of them, EVER.
FIN
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Loosk like the people at Maxim have looked at this site. I just want to let them know they're doing a stand up policing the 'net for stuff written about them. I'm going to start hiding the words Maxim in every post just to fuck with them. I'll do it in black so nobody can see it on the page.
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Tuesday, December 06, 2005
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2 comments:
Disqusting!
I was in an atmosphere like that once in college. I also felt sick to my stomach. I also felt really scared. To think that anyone could act like that and they could treat me and look at me like that freaked me out. I don't know why or how girls put up with it and why they like it (if they do). It's a part of humanity I wish I could kill.
Just to clarify, I wasn't the one on stage getting hollared at. I was in the room for two seconds then ran out.
I don't what rumors to start:)
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