Friday was an absolutely hellatious day and the week of accumulated stress had taken its toll and i decided i would head out for the night in ft. worth and see what i could see.
first stop: swanky, high end seafood place with an awesome bar. the usual black granite, very low lighting, a high flying crowd. suits, sport coats and ties for the men, smart, chich, short little cocktail dresses for the women and this being texas - also PLENTY of make up and perfume.
i like this place. its great for dates, to have drinks with friends or just show up by myself and have fun.
since i was going clubbing later, i donned the levi's offender low rise jeans that make me look as though i am hung like a horse, a black underarmor long sleeve t-shirt under a powder blue linen button down and a lightweight, black armani waist length outer jacket paired with some pointy toed cowboy boots.
i arrived at the first stop and found a great spot at the bar and began with vodka red bull. i surveyed the scene, who was there and who they were there with, happily chatting away with whoever happened to be near.
as i proceeded to chatter away with all sorts of people, great conviviality prevailed and more people crowded around to see what was so interesting and amusing. much to my IMMENSE pleasure - among the assembled was a 6'1 blonde woman in her early 30s, with a spectacular body, showcased in a tight, short, little black dress and sparkling blue eyes! she pushed through the crowd to talk with me and no one else existed. we got on famously. the aussie businessman in his 50s assigned to texas next to me congratulated me on my good luck.
he arrived after i did and found an open seat next to me. the guy on my other side was a balding, long hair in the back hippie with tinted eyeglasses and was a douchebag that kept bothering the very hot woman a few seats down who was chatting with some man.
lo and behold - after much eye rolling from the woman when i gave her an inquisitive look - she went off and left with the long haired, old hippie. i told the older aussie fellow i couldn't figure that one out.
he looked at me and said "are you SERIOUS?! she's a high priced hooker and that guy has the money. get with the program already." and he seemed disgusted/bewildered by my ignorance or naivetee. lol.
i had no idea this place was the 'go to' spot for high class hookers. so i re-surveyed the room and wondered who was and who wasn't a working person and who was or wasn't the customer. but only briefly - i had an insanely desirable woman that was enjoying my company......
and then her several girlfriends arrived to give me the third degree. they were out of control ass hole bitchy to me for absolutely no other reason than the fact that i had captured their friend's attention. i was given dirty looks and snarky comments. when that did not break up our conversation they literally grabbed her by the arms and dragged her out of the place despite her protests.
after three vodka red bulls, i figured i would move along to the next place. was supposed to meet up at a club with a friend whose girlfriend had dumped him. and so i exited the establishment and who is in the melee outside but hot girl and her ass hole friends.
one of them pulled me aside as i went to my car and grilled me about my intentions about her friend and also grilled me as to who was i and where was i from and how did i get here? i explained that my almost wife was from here and that's how i ended up here.
her eyes grew as large as dinner plates and explicatives left her mouth at an alarming rate. it seems she was under the impression that i was a high class hooker and that i was there to meet with the older aussie gent sitting next to me at the bar and that she didn't want her friend to become attached to a guy that would be a gigolo.
huh.
nice of her to look after her friend, but REALLY?! all of a sudden i am a high priced hooker to older men? WHAT? WHAT?!
i did NOT realize that could be inferred from a guy going out for some drinks after a crap week.
so anyway - sent hot girls friend on her way and off i went to trendy club to meet gloomy gus friend. he wasn't there. called him. he wasn't going to go out. he wanted to stay at home and cry about break up. sigh. ok. whatever.
3 years ago this club was THE hot spot. white marble floors, white leasther, moderne sofas, top notch DJs, a beautiful people type crowd. when i entered i was shocked. it looked like a crack house. filth everywhere, beer bottles and cans on the filthy floor, bar so disgusting i wouldn't go near it and to make it worse - all the people were ugly and badly dressed and rude!!! and the music sucked. i walked around for a few minutes and mourned that such a temple to beauty, music and culture was so defiled. i fled.
i walked up the street to another supposedly "it" club and paid the $20 cover and descended to some grungy basement. it seems this was a techno club with the requisite laser lights. all right. i went round the whole palce to figure out what was what and what was where and who all was there.
the music was excellent and after checking out a few of the bars int he place found a good spot to enjoy my drink - OH and cigarette smoking was still allowed at this place so i lit up a marlboro light and observed.
weird crowd. dress up to go out seemd to entail a dirty, crap t-shirt and worn out sneakers with holes in them for the guys and bad, dollar store fasion for the women that stood in clusters looking pissed off and wondering why no men would talk to them. LOL!
it was very clear that most of the people there were on some sort of (or many) drugs.
there was not spectacularly beautiful model type woman that would approach me in this place. some weird woman with shoe polish dyed hair in a macromet dress and ear gauges walked up to me and said she didn't like me. lol.
"ohhh, i said. that's too bad" and off she went the whole time giving me the stink eye. after she left 3 women sought me out and started dancing around me, rubbing up against me and then they saw the light and they were off. its seems the laser light show caught their attention. lol.
a bit later guys who were clearly wasted on what drugs i don't know - kept coming over to me and when one left another one would show up convinced i was some sort of undercover law enforcement there to bust them. i assured them this was not so and they went back out to the dance floor to dance their drunken, drugged little hearts out.
this place closed and i thought it would be fun to tag along to the after parties which i did. that sucked. just more drugs and crazy, badly dressed and badly bathed people. eewww. met up with some people from some point in the night and had some dinner with them and went on my way. i think arrived home about 5 a.m. on saturday morning.
i wish the night would have ended differently, with me having amazing sex with the hottttt blonde, blue eyed, tall girl from the first place. i was sad that i fell prey to a case of mistaken identity as a high dollar male escort to men. sigh. oh well. at least it wasn't a boring night out.
first stop: swanky, high end seafood place with an awesome bar. the usual black granite, very low lighting, a high flying crowd. suits, sport coats and ties for the men, smart, chich, short little cocktail dresses for the women and this being texas - also PLENTY of make up and perfume.
i like this place. its great for dates, to have drinks with friends or just show up by myself and have fun.
since i was going clubbing later, i donned the levi's offender low rise jeans that make me look as though i am hung like a horse, a black underarmor long sleeve t-shirt under a powder blue linen button down and a lightweight, black armani waist length outer jacket paired with some pointy toed cowboy boots.
i arrived at the first stop and found a great spot at the bar and began with vodka red bull. i surveyed the scene, who was there and who they were there with, happily chatting away with whoever happened to be near.
as i proceeded to chatter away with all sorts of people, great conviviality prevailed and more people crowded around to see what was so interesting and amusing. much to my IMMENSE pleasure - among the assembled was a 6'1 blonde woman in her early 30s, with a spectacular body, showcased in a tight, short, little black dress and sparkling blue eyes! she pushed through the crowd to talk with me and no one else existed. we got on famously. the aussie businessman in his 50s assigned to texas next to me congratulated me on my good luck.
he arrived after i did and found an open seat next to me. the guy on my other side was a balding, long hair in the back hippie with tinted eyeglasses and was a douchebag that kept bothering the very hot woman a few seats down who was chatting with some man.
lo and behold - after much eye rolling from the woman when i gave her an inquisitive look - she went off and left with the long haired, old hippie. i told the older aussie fellow i couldn't figure that one out.
he looked at me and said "are you SERIOUS?! she's a high priced hooker and that guy has the money. get with the program already." and he seemed disgusted/bewildered by my ignorance or naivetee. lol.
i had no idea this place was the 'go to' spot for high class hookers. so i re-surveyed the room and wondered who was and who wasn't a working person and who was or wasn't the customer. but only briefly - i had an insanely desirable woman that was enjoying my company......
and then her several girlfriends arrived to give me the third degree. they were out of control ass hole bitchy to me for absolutely no other reason than the fact that i had captured their friend's attention. i was given dirty looks and snarky comments. when that did not break up our conversation they literally grabbed her by the arms and dragged her out of the place despite her protests.
after three vodka red bulls, i figured i would move along to the next place. was supposed to meet up at a club with a friend whose girlfriend had dumped him. and so i exited the establishment and who is in the melee outside but hot girl and her ass hole friends.
one of them pulled me aside as i went to my car and grilled me about my intentions about her friend and also grilled me as to who was i and where was i from and how did i get here? i explained that my almost wife was from here and that's how i ended up here.
her eyes grew as large as dinner plates and explicatives left her mouth at an alarming rate. it seems she was under the impression that i was a high class hooker and that i was there to meet with the older aussie gent sitting next to me at the bar and that she didn't want her friend to become attached to a guy that would be a gigolo.
huh.
nice of her to look after her friend, but REALLY?! all of a sudden i am a high priced hooker to older men? WHAT? WHAT?!
i did NOT realize that could be inferred from a guy going out for some drinks after a crap week.
so anyway - sent hot girls friend on her way and off i went to trendy club to meet gloomy gus friend. he wasn't there. called him. he wasn't going to go out. he wanted to stay at home and cry about break up. sigh. ok. whatever.
3 years ago this club was THE hot spot. white marble floors, white leasther, moderne sofas, top notch DJs, a beautiful people type crowd. when i entered i was shocked. it looked like a crack house. filth everywhere, beer bottles and cans on the filthy floor, bar so disgusting i wouldn't go near it and to make it worse - all the people were ugly and badly dressed and rude!!! and the music sucked. i walked around for a few minutes and mourned that such a temple to beauty, music and culture was so defiled. i fled.
i walked up the street to another supposedly "it" club and paid the $20 cover and descended to some grungy basement. it seems this was a techno club with the requisite laser lights. all right. i went round the whole palce to figure out what was what and what was where and who all was there.
the music was excellent and after checking out a few of the bars int he place found a good spot to enjoy my drink - OH and cigarette smoking was still allowed at this place so i lit up a marlboro light and observed.
weird crowd. dress up to go out seemd to entail a dirty, crap t-shirt and worn out sneakers with holes in them for the guys and bad, dollar store fasion for the women that stood in clusters looking pissed off and wondering why no men would talk to them. LOL!
it was very clear that most of the people there were on some sort of (or many) drugs.
there was not spectacularly beautiful model type woman that would approach me in this place. some weird woman with shoe polish dyed hair in a macromet dress and ear gauges walked up to me and said she didn't like me. lol.
"ohhh, i said. that's too bad" and off she went the whole time giving me the stink eye. after she left 3 women sought me out and started dancing around me, rubbing up against me and then they saw the light and they were off. its seems the laser light show caught their attention. lol.
a bit later guys who were clearly wasted on what drugs i don't know - kept coming over to me and when one left another one would show up convinced i was some sort of undercover law enforcement there to bust them. i assured them this was not so and they went back out to the dance floor to dance their drunken, drugged little hearts out.
this place closed and i thought it would be fun to tag along to the after parties which i did. that sucked. just more drugs and crazy, badly dressed and badly bathed people. eewww. met up with some people from some point in the night and had some dinner with them and went on my way. i think arrived home about 5 a.m. on saturday morning.
i wish the night would have ended differently, with me having amazing sex with the hottttt blonde, blue eyed, tall girl from the first place. i was sad that i fell prey to a case of mistaken identity as a high dollar male escort to men. sigh. oh well. at least it wasn't a boring night out.