Country Club

On Friday, I went to Dallas for a friend's birthday.

Dallas is a nightclub in Kitchener, and it was a triple birthday. I am acquainted with one of the three, but had not met the other two before Friday night.

Dallas is like a normal nightclub, but it plays country music, and it has a mechanical bull on a stage at one end of the room that you can ride for $5. I'm not a fan of either nightclubs or country music, but I really enjoy going to Dallas. It's fun because drinks are not ridiculously club expensive, Friday night is 'ladies night,' so there's no cover, and everyone is super white, so nobody's a good dancer. Also, as a girl, you can go wearing jeans and a slutty ish top, and not feel out of place.

The highlight of the night for me was dancing as a busboy (and all the busboys wear black cowboy hats) was trying to get by me. I noticed after I had totally stepped RIGHT IN HIS WAY, apologized and stepped to the side. In response, he handed me a little piece of paper. It was totally a ticket for a free mechanical bull ride. Since I was leaving soon, I gave the ticket to one of the two birthday girls. 

What really made me happy, though, is that I went to a club. And I got something complimentary from a club. Which has never happened to me before, and I definitely never thought it would. Especially since I wasn't even wearing a slutty skirt.