On last night's work Christmas do, I ended up in a nightclub. I haven't really been clubbing for years (and not serious since I've been in a long term relationship - which is coming up for 8 years now). So I was just about 20/21 when I was clubbing regularly.
Going to a club now made me feel:
a) Old
b) Glad I was in a relationship
c) Old
d) Sorry for anyone who was trying to meet someone in a club
And did I mention old.
I'm not sure if it was the horny teenagers stinking of jaagermeister, sweat and desperation or the really poor music choices (apparently repeating a chorus of "don't piss me off" is a big thing, who knew?)
Either way, it was kinda fun to see how the other half live. Pathetically it seems.
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