Showing posts with label clubbing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label clubbing. Show all posts

Monday, January 5, 2009

Looking for another pea for your pod?

After some really weird conversations these last few weeks, I have come to the conclusion that some of my guy friends are insane.

They complain when they are single but would find the smallest fault with the women that they are interested in / getting involved with. The worst part, I sometimes think that some of the guys should rather get a doll - she would be perfect. Won't complain, won't nag, would be almost on the same intellectual level...

Then this weekend I went out with one of my oldest girlfriends in Pretoria. We had a fabulous time out at some club. Obviously my dancing queen days are only a distant memory, but we had a ball on the dance floor.

We later joined 3 guys at their table, 1 married, 1 heartbroken and the other from the UK. It was a fun night where we had company but didn't want to get into our panties - imho, a bonus.

Afterwards we went home and talked about the good old days where we still worried about going to a club like that and worried about picking up men. Those were the (not so good) old days!

Sunday, July 29, 2007

The truth is...

Men are scared to talk to me. That is the truth. I don't know if its because I'm always with friends or if it looks like I'm unfriendly...

On a girl's weekend away we went clubbing in Brits. So, there are a lot of single men - so one might expect that these men would at least try to talk to you and not just check you out...like everybody seemed to be doing.

As I was walking to the bar, apparently this guy checked me out head to toe (from behind) and as my friend saw this she encouraged him to ask me to dance. As I came back from the bar the guy stepped in front of me and introduced himself.

The only problem I had with the guy was that he thought that he could have his hands on me within 5 mins of meeting me. Yes, I do understand that a guy might find me attractive and would love to have his hands around my middle, but lets just say this guys - I'm not just any girl. I like my personal space and for you to be allowed into that space may take a lo......ng time.