Uhhh...yeah, that sounds like a "fun" evening of dance. Or not.
So a few of the girls at dance have January birthdays. They've decided to throw a party starting with a show at a local comedy club and heading to a nightclub afterwards for some dancing.
They have established the following "rules" in regards to the attendance of men (and I quote):
1. The night is about us girls
2. They are to be responsible and drive US home. This is our night to be a little wild.
3. No complaining out of them, no "I want to go home" because they are sober!
(sorry about the colour of the font, I couldn't change it)
I was previously interested in going, but I'm not so sure now if I want to. Those "rules" really rubbed me the wrong way. Glen was interested in going and looked forward to dancing it up all evening. We sort of have this law wherein if we go out to a club (which we haven't done in YEARS) and I want him to join in the dancing, then he gets to drink. We rarely go out dancing, and I really, REALLY do not need booze to get thoroughly worked up and hyper, so I'm fine with this. Initially he suggested we just get a cab, but that is a long cab fare home and I hate the idea of forking over for a cab just so I can have the privilege of getting tipsy off of over-priced, watered-down highballs. No thank you, I'd rather drive myself and simply enjoy the sugar rush of a booze-free cola instead.
But I now have the feeling that he will not be a welcome part of the dancing portion of the evening. The other girls already said that their men-folk won't dance unless there is a drink in their hands, and considering how many of them talk to about their husbands, they fully expect them to sit at a table and sulk away the evening. The tone of the above "rules" gives me the impression that Glen will similarly be expected to sit and sulk at a table and will be viewed as a) an intruder if he joins in on the dancing, and b) an asshole for drinking while I drive. This whole thing rubs me the wrong way, and I'd rather not be at an event that has this sort of tone settled down over it.
Honestly, I frequently shake my head over the state of many of my dance-mates' marriages. They often disparage their husbands, often talk about them like they're morons, often have tales of idiotics fights and snipe-fests, and often behave more like a bunch of high-school girls who are pissed off at their boyfriends than the group of professional, career building women they are. I often joke about Glen's quirks and will join in when there is some good-natured griping going on, but sometimes I honestly feel as though I'm the only one who actually respects her husband (okay, there are one or two other girls that also bring that across, but they, like me, don't usually say much...)
At any rate, I don't want to go to an event where I feel as though my husband is not welcome. Glen would probably scoff at me for being so put off by that email, but I'd much rather go hang out with people who value both of us rather than simply tolerating the presence of one. We have plenty of mutual friends who are in line with that. I'd rather be with them.
They have established the following "rules" in regards to the attendance of men (and I quote):
1. The night is about us girls
2. They are to be responsible and drive US home. This is our night to be a little wild.
3. No complaining out of them, no "I want to go home" because they are sober!
(sorry about the colour of the font, I couldn't change it)
I was previously interested in going, but I'm not so sure now if I want to. Those "rules" really rubbed me the wrong way. Glen was interested in going and looked forward to dancing it up all evening. We sort of have this law wherein if we go out to a club (which we haven't done in YEARS) and I want him to join in the dancing, then he gets to drink. We rarely go out dancing, and I really, REALLY do not need booze to get thoroughly worked up and hyper, so I'm fine with this. Initially he suggested we just get a cab, but that is a long cab fare home and I hate the idea of forking over for a cab just so I can have the privilege of getting tipsy off of over-priced, watered-down highballs. No thank you, I'd rather drive myself and simply enjoy the sugar rush of a booze-free cola instead.
But I now have the feeling that he will not be a welcome part of the dancing portion of the evening. The other girls already said that their men-folk won't dance unless there is a drink in their hands, and considering how many of them talk to about their husbands, they fully expect them to sit at a table and sulk away the evening. The tone of the above "rules" gives me the impression that Glen will similarly be expected to sit and sulk at a table and will be viewed as a) an intruder if he joins in on the dancing, and b) an asshole for drinking while I drive. This whole thing rubs me the wrong way, and I'd rather not be at an event that has this sort of tone settled down over it.
Honestly, I frequently shake my head over the state of many of my dance-mates' marriages. They often disparage their husbands, often talk about them like they're morons, often have tales of idiotics fights and snipe-fests, and often behave more like a bunch of high-school girls who are pissed off at their boyfriends than the group of professional, career building women they are. I often joke about Glen's quirks and will join in when there is some good-natured griping going on, but sometimes I honestly feel as though I'm the only one who actually respects her husband (okay, there are one or two other girls that also bring that across, but they, like me, don't usually say much...)
At any rate, I don't want to go to an event where I feel as though my husband is not welcome. Glen would probably scoff at me for being so put off by that email, but I'd much rather go hang out with people who value both of us rather than simply tolerating the presence of one. We have plenty of mutual friends who are in line with that. I'd rather be with them.