Friday nights are my "Chill-with-the-fellas-(sometimes-fellow-co-workers)-act-a-fool-like-I'm-auditioning-for-America's-Best-Dance-Crew-toast-to-the-semi-good-life-all-while-making-girls-blush-yet-breaking-their-hearts-and-coming-to-the-conclusion-that-"Yes-I-kinda-still-got-'It'" kind of nights. Although that was a mouthful, it pretty much sums up my clubbing experience. However, the "letout" is something COMPLETELY different.
It's quite funny actually. When you walk out of a club/lounge to see a bunch of dudes waiting patiently outside, searching for a woman or 2 that's "lucky enough" to "take home". In the midst of all the "Hey Shorty", "Yo Ma", and "Skoo Boop!" calls to the women tip-toeing out the front doors in their "Come & Get Me" heels is me shaking my head and hysterically laughting at the feeble attempts of dogs trying to get a cat's attention. Since i'm never caught in the crowd making the rush out the door I'm first to be put in the "letout" crowd to wait for the group to meet up and walk to the car. Man it's entertaining!
One particular friday night after the "letout" I'm walking with my ABDC fellas and i notice there's 2 women that have been added to the group. We're all walking through downtown Orlando trying to find our means of transportation home when a particular subject is brought up. One of the women with us stated that she had "Niggas Ain't Sh*t" tattooed over her heart. Now immediately my thought was to tell her this
But since she didn't know me personally I thought it'd be rude. She proceded to tell stories of how men had treated her wrong and she could never find love and "blah blah blah same sob story I've heard from every woman scorned". It got me to thinking: Is it really MEN that's the problem? Or is it the WOMEN who choose less than what they deserve that set their own fate?
Someone told me that the people you attract or are attracted to are a reflection of yourself. I was definitely the guy that wanted to save every damsel in distress. So I attracted and was attracted to the needy, over-affectionate, low self-esteemed, sick-disgusted-and-ugly-on-the-inside-but-beautiful-on-the-outside type of women. Come to find out I was the same exact way except the male version and "handsome on the outside" not "beautiful" lol.
So I'll leave with this for now: Ladies, falling for the drunk dude that's standing outside of the club waiting on the letout who, later, breaks your heart and afterwards in the same breath saying "Niggas Ain't Sh*t" is a NO NO! Real Gentleman are rare... Set ya Standards higher... get a Super Hero lol
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