Lets Go Out....

I was introduced to the concept of pubs when I was 17 when I had just started out at law school...Now at 17 it is easy to get seduced into believing that going to a pub is like the coolest thing to do .... so I did what every 17 year old would do with her friends..go to the pub/disco .... hang out with friends.... and after about 4 hours of drinking multicoloured liquids, dancing like you are michael jackson, having your ear drums blasted by the loud music, you come out and gush about how "cool" the "joint" is....and then repeat the routine all over again in another 7 days....while I never objected to most of these outings I have to honestly say that sometimes (actually most times) I really felt like a tiny little fish in a tiny little fish bowl kept at the end corner of the pub... just watching people do their stuff...

and the amazing thing is ...At 30, I STILL feel like a fish in a fish bowl at the end corner of a pub whenever I visit one of these "cool" joints with friends....

I just cannot comprehend why one would go to a place to meet up with people only to have your voice drowned by all the louuuuud music...where one has to resort to sign language to say a simple Hi! to your long lost friends..and god forbid you have to say something more complicated like "what do you want to drink?"...you have to make use of your hands, legs, the chair, the table as props to communicate the question across... and where half of the crowd pretends to be aerosmith and strumms away at invisible guitar.... and the rest of the crowd is anyways too busy doing the latest dance moves of some rock star I have not even heard about...and ofcourse after several hours the whole place takes on a eerie look with clouds of smoke....or is that how a drunk crowd looks ?

my 25 year old friends call me "boring" and "old" whenever I say this........ but come on...I used to feel this way when I was 17 as well... perhaps I am just a small town girl who has still not forgotten her roots ..... okkk that was stretching it a bit too far but I am just not a pub person .... I am happiest when I can hear what the person is speaking without having to do a crash course in sign language.....and where my eyes are not watering due to the smoke....and where some stranger does not stub out his cigarette on my pants cos he just mistook my leg for an astray in his drunken stupor!

anybody supporting me on this one???? I can already sense the 25 year olds coming after me for trashing their favourite past time..... I love you guys in any case...