The bar scene

I'm good at the bar scene. I can dance (sometimes). I can drink (that is for sure). Conversation comes easy and girls do smile. The smoke doesn't bother me too much. Getting a drink at a crowed bar doesn't phase me. So what is it that bothers me so much? It's trite. It's unimpressive. It's the white anthem music and the egos, the lack of interesting conversations. I leave and think to myself, there must be more to it. Now, I enjoy the birthday parties, the new job celebrations, the going away parties, but to go out for the sake of going out, I find that I am boring myself, even if the stories are good. But all the stories seem the same.

 

Did you see that guy get kicked out, She was totally hitting on me, You were totally sucking face, Do you believe how much we drank, How did we get home, the cab driver did this, I lost my...,

 

Anyway, that's my morning thought.