Last Night
Sarah was bummed out about a guy yesterday, so she talked me into going dancing at a club with her. The place we went to was called "The Globe", and was probably about the meatiest meat market ever! I think the guy-girl ratio must have been at least 5-1. Sarah and I were completely surrounded on the dance floor, with all the guys trying to weasle their way in close.
I realized last night that that kind of situation makes me uncomfortable, but not in the way I would have thought. It's really annoying when the guys try and touch me and get too close, but it doesn't really upset me that much: I just push them away. What bothers me is that being in that situation forces me to place judgement upon people before I know them. I find myself assuming that every guy is a sleazeball with one thing in mind. I don't like thinking that way, because I'm sure that most of the guys are decent cool guys... but because of the particular situation I'm in, I think badly of them. Sarah doesn't seem bothered by this whole thing, but for some reason the whole moral dilemma makes me feel uncomfortable. I like honesty and getting to know people straight out for who they are. I don't like playing the games... which is unfortunate, because I really like to dance. I think maybe I just worry too much about nothing?
The bad intentions of a few guys ruin the innocent smiles of all the rest of them for me.
I realized last night that that kind of situation makes me uncomfortable, but not in the way I would have thought. It's really annoying when the guys try and touch me and get too close, but it doesn't really upset me that much: I just push them away. What bothers me is that being in that situation forces me to place judgement upon people before I know them. I find myself assuming that every guy is a sleazeball with one thing in mind. I don't like thinking that way, because I'm sure that most of the guys are decent cool guys... but because of the particular situation I'm in, I think badly of them. Sarah doesn't seem bothered by this whole thing, but for some reason the whole moral dilemma makes me feel uncomfortable. I like honesty and getting to know people straight out for who they are. I don't like playing the games... which is unfortunate, because I really like to dance. I think maybe I just worry too much about nothing?
The bad intentions of a few guys ruin the innocent smiles of all the rest of them for me.