It was a workmate's birthday yesterday, so after work we met back up and went out drinking. I went to a club right near a backpackers hostel-thing. It was full of angry bogans, tourists, and our one group of crazy Egyptian boys.
They played:
- Summer of '69
- Barbie Girl
- Spice Girls
- The Grease Megamix
- Essentially all the terrible music from the 90's that I loved as a teenager.
I was made to do a shot of sambucca by one of the Egyptians who I met about an hour earlier (I hate aniseed, so I think I got through half the shot before I put it down). I got told by a guy from Alberta that I look like I should be in a library. He then justified it by saying it he thought it was because of my bag. I went to buy a drink and got stuck behind two people who got their drinks then decided to make out at the bar. At one point they just wagged their tongues at each other. One of the Egyptians is in love with the other girl who came along, and once he got drunk enough he kept trying to kiss her. At 2am the boys decided it was time to go, and we went home. I told ben all this when I got home and he doesn't remember any of it.
It actually ended up being a good night! I forgot how creepy dudes can be when you're out, though. The girls behind the bar were really nice, too, and they would have to deal with so much shit so we gave them big tips when we bought drinks. It reminded me that I miss going out and getting drunk and dancing.