Hitting the club scene used to be one of my favorite pastimes. I've slowed down quite a bit. When I say quite a bit I mean I don't go at all. A friend of mine suggested we go out and I figured, "Hey, why not". Without a doubt, it was a decision I do not regret.
We decided to go to a place called Taylor's. What I love about Taylor's is the variety of people. Regardless of age, ethnicity, or social status - everyone is there to have a good time. I've yet to be disappointed by my experiences there.
My friend *Jen and I were standing just off of the dance floor and a gentleman in a three piece suit with wavy hair pulled back into a ponytail circled around me then looked me up and down. I knew what this tribal dance meant and I was prepared for the challenge. He led me to the dance floor where he proceeded to dazzle me with his fancy footwork. While I wasn't really sure what he was up to, I figured "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em". A full length mirror lined the wall in front of us. At one point he slid over to it and smoothed his mustache. The whole scene was pure comedy. I kept searching for my friend (she's over 6 feet making her impossible to miss) but alas, she had not followed me out to the dance floor.
Later, Jen and I went outside for some fresh air. Who was out there but Mr. Smooth Moves himself. He walked over to us. The conversation went something like this:
Him: What's your name?
Him: You don't say? I have a sister named Veronica. My name is Rick.
Me: Oh, like Slick Rick?
Him: There's nothing slick about me.
Me (inner thought bubble): Sir, your hair is glistening in the pale moonlight as we speak and you smoothed it back during your last sentence. I'd say that's pretty slick.
Him: Are you married?
Me (inner thought bubble): Quick, think of something. We're actually together.
He looks at my friend.
Him: What your name?
Him: I have a sister named Jen. What are the chances of that? I have a sister named Veronica and a sister named Jen.
Jen: We have to go now.
Note to self - claiming your friend as your s/o to avoid unwanted advances worked ten years ago. In 2013, it is not only acceptable, but coveted. I need a new exit strategy. There's more to come on tonight's adventure ladies and gentlemen. Stay tuned!