Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Reliving College Days

I still live right by the town where I went to college, so there is, at times, much reminiscing over things I used to do, places I used to go, and people I used to hang out with.

This past weekend one of my husband's friends was visiting and so we took him out to one of the "college" bars where I used to hang out. Much beer was drank, much fun was had, and my favorite pastime, people watching, was in large supply that evening.

Now, I was in a sorority in college, and we had a lot of fun. A. LOT. We had much drinking and fun almost every night of the week. (Probably why I had to go home for a semester so I didn't flunk out - I'm just guessing). Anyway, back then I admit I wore some tight clothing and flirted unmercifully with some cute boys. But, I did not do what I saw this one girl doing, when I was her age.

Enter slightly overweight very drunk girl in too tight clothing along with one other female (not as drunk and looking much better) and two males. They sit at the table across from ours. My husband and his friend had their backs to them and if I hadn't pointed out what was happening they would probably have missed it. Slightly overweight very drunk girl in too tight clothing proceeds to give Male #1 a lap dance. And not just a funny, ha-ha, two second lap dance. It lasted for at least 10 minutes. Ew. She then walked over to Male #2. He put up his hand to stop her, but she pushed it out of is way and continued the lap-dancing on him.

Now, I'm not a prude, but I also don't regularly simulate sex acts in public. I just, I don't know, don't think other people should have to see it. My husband and his friend were even grossed out by this display, and his friend is in the military and recently divorced, so I know that he's ready to get out there and look at some women. But definitely not this one.

Much more happened, but this is getting long, so I'm going to cut short and maybe tell some more stories another day. All I can say is that I'm glad I don't go to the bar every night anymore. I can't handle the lap-dancing drunkenness that goes on there.

3 Comments:

At 7/19/2005 11:36 AM, Blogger Bethiclaus said...

Ew. That's awful! How did you not make a scene?

 
At 7/19/2005 4:15 PM, Blogger Mrs. Ca said...

I did kind of make a scene. I very blatantly put my hand up to my face to prevent me from having to look at what was happening. That's what drew my husband's attention to what was going on. A lot of people were staring though, so I didn't have to make a scene.

 
At 7/20/2005 11:45 AM, Anonymous dillygirl said...

Some women are their own worst enemies, you know? It's sad.

 

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