26/06/2011

Another night out in Sydney and what do we learn?

This week we observed the courtship game in the bar atmosphere.

We wonder what the same room of people would be like without alcohol.

Boys are dumb but can still smell vulnerability.

Even tho some boys have belts are they just don't have the asses to hold their pants up

The Paddington Inn followed by Fringe bar.

A different team of single women with me tonight. And I head into the night knowing i will not get drunk, I will leave alone or with the people i arrived with, and it won't be a late one. I do surprisingly succeed at this. Maturity wins through occasionally.

What do we want in a venue? 

Atmosphere, music, cool people to look at and be around and potentially meet and mate with?

both venues score in this regard. Picking up is an easy task in these places, picking up a quality relationship - unlikely, going home with ringing ears - definately.

people are still too scared to get on dancefloors until they have enough liquid courage. I have never understood this. The Jacksons mashed up with some Grandmaster Flash makes if very hard for me to stay seated. Not to mention Salt n Pepper's push it and It's TRICKY!!!!! I think i scared a few people here cos i kinda broke out some old school moves in a  style that confirmed that these songs brought back real childhood memories for me.

How do you go about getting the attention of the opposite sex? At this point I note that I am glad to be female and sexism is still alive and kicking in this forum. It seems it is still up to men to approach women , whether we like it or not.

Suitor # 1 - passes me on the dancefloor and goes straight in for a kiss.  friendly enough, not too sleezy even tho VERY forward. I turn and give him the cheek - he loves it and keeps coming back for more. strange. 

Suitor # 2 - Approaches and takes my hand asking for a dance and my name. this is sweet, unfortunately a less attractive option in the venue and I turn him down.

Suitor # 3 - I am on the dancefloor with friends and i feel one sharp and definate poke in the kidneys. I turn to see a tall, slim boy in a grey t-shirt gesturing for me to come over. OK, i'll bite - what up?

Suitor #3 is playing wingman to Suitor #2. He tells me what a niceguy Suitor 2 is and asks the crucial questions of am i single and how old i am. 

The hunter instinct of males is still active in this game.  Do you go for the older, confident, experienced and sober girls or the young, drunk, wide eyed, new to the big city girl. Yes the later of the group seemed to have a constant buzz of possible suitors surrounding her while the more mature of our group would have shorter encounters with hunters who were shot down with one clean swoop.

An improvement in the height of boys pants this week, more belts were present tho sadly it was proven that it takes more than a tight belt to hold a mans pants up.

WHAT DID I LEARN ON MY BIRTHDAY THIS YEAR? (18/06/2011) 

Facebook has changed the way we socialise in the real world.
Couples and singles don't mix as well as they used to.
Everyone out in the cross suddenly got way younger than us.
Boys have forgotten what belts are.

To celebrate 38 years on this earth I put out a facebook invitation. no phone calls, emails or texts. whoever happens to see the invite can come, if not - so be it. this is what society has become. and it is completely acceptable for us to say "well i invited you on facebook" often to the response of "but i never go on facebook!" and the one made to feel bad is the person not on facebook.
The facebook event also makes it way too easy for people to hit the "attend button" and then not turn up. this makes it very difficult when trying to book banquets at restaurants these days. People don't commit to things and haven't since text messaging became the norm. Facebook has just added to the acceptability of this non commitment.

Around my birthday table sit my friends, a mixture of old and new. almost a definite divide slices the table into couple/singles which is also the same as over 32 and under 32 AND old friends and new friends. And i am in the middle of it all. we eat, we drink, we chat and a great meal is had by all. (CAFE PACIFICO - I highly recommend it) after dinner we move to the bar for a few more drinks but when we go to move on the couples say goodnight, leaving the single girls to 'party on'. Is this what it has become? is it all about coupling up and settling down? if you have it there is no need to go out and get it? and when we 'go out' is this all we are looking for? why can couples not go to clubs and bars and mix with us single folk?

Chingalings is our first stop. we don't realise until later that we really should have stayed here for the night. we had a couch what were we thinking. we do know this for next time.
Kings Cross, famous for its nightlife, strip bars and pretty flashy lights. We hit World Bar and Sugarmill. World bar seemed like a good option - lots of different rooms, multiple DJ's, teapot cocktails and i had a great time last time i was there. We have out teapot, we get our complimentary (cheap) champagne, we make an effort in every space of this establishment only to realise that young boys have lost the concept of what a belt is. Our visit was bookended by a drunken Greek boy outside the bathrooms with his hairy crack and another young hipster and his blue patterned underwear. Pour boy - if he wasn't insecure before he will be after we laid into him. Next stop Sugarmill, it's made a name for itself and i have always seen a line up in front of it. The line up is just a tease - no one is in there. They line em up to get in, but watch closely and there are as many people sneaking out the side door as what they are letting in. Luckily girls got free entry. Sexism - still going strong but you don't see the girls complaining about this one.

Thank you to my girls who shared this journey of discovery with me. The venues may have got worse as the night went on but the company was always wonderful.