Who the hell decided that ladies should pay less entrance fee at clubs?
I'll have you know, it's these very same girls/women/ladies (being politically correct can be so hard) who end up getting drinks offered at them. I'm not saying there's anything wrong with that. I'm just saying, if they paid less at the door, why should they not make up for that with the whatever it is they spend their money on inside the club?
As a guy, the chances of you spending more than you intended at any given time at a club, are stacked much higher than those of a girl who just went clubbing with only the entrance fee in her purse.
For some unknown reason, we take it upon ourselves as guys to get every other girl we meet as drunk as humanly possible. Therefore decreasing the chances of getting rejected by the said girl. Either that or we're just hoping they'll be drunk enough to lose all inhibitions and end up actually leaving with you. Not because you're such a nice guy, but mainly because she keeps telling you about how she needs to find the rest of her "girl friends" and how much of a nice guy you are for volunteering to help her search for them. Meanwhile all you're hoping for is that you never find them.
Okay, let's get back on topic here...
Girs usually pay around 50% less than guys do at clubs. Which is totally unfair because the very same girls who paid less at the door will end up feeling a bit otherwise when faced with the 5:1 guy to chick ratio. But you really can't blame us ladies, some of the guys out there couldn't afford the asking price at the door. Plus most of us who could make the cover charge, were really enticed by the 'Ladies FREE Before Midnight!!' marketing strategy. Then when we got to the door realised that that actually meant we're paying double so you girls can come in, and get drunk FOR FREE.
Lemme explain:
Let's say the cover charge for guys is R100. Ok. And girls get in for free before midnight and it's R50.
So basically the cover charge is actually R50 per person. Irrespective of the sex. But while the ladies get in for free, all the guys must pay for their entry. So the club manager doesn't really lose anything. Coz the real entry fee is actually R50, but all the guys are paying for all the girls that got in free while the free entry tule still applied. Thereafter everyone's back to being equal. Even if the guys still pay R100 even after the girls are now required to pay their own fee. Which is a double score for the manager.
Now let's get to the drinks side of things...
So I pay my R100 at the door. Get stamped. Stroll right in. Then immediately, I start scanning the place for some potential beauty to try and impress by buying drinks for her and two of her "cousins".
Okay, so I notice some willingness on her part, as I smoothly ask what she's drinking. She coyly (is that even a word?) flirts right back as she can see some potential free booze flowing her way. Enough to get her drunk enough to decide (at the end of the night) that she'll be leaving with her so-called cousins. Who might actually be some bored room mates of hers who had nothing better to do on the night in question.
Anyway... so I keep the alchy (short for Alcohol) coming on strong, to no objection of the fine young ladies who provide nothing else but jeers from other guys in my direction. To which I don't mind as I'm trying to work on an exit strategy for just myself and the lady with whom first contact was made.
The night doesn't get any younger... and as morning kicks in, and the DJ keeps the records spinning, the aforementioned lady of mystery starts visiting the restroom quite frequently; resulting in my suspicion as to her whereabouts. I make a move towards the direction where I last saw her. Where I notice her grinning at some other motherfucker with a gold tooth.
Where I conveniently bump into her and she starts acting all weird. At this point I realise I have successfully wasted my whole night preparing this here girl for the dude in question. Coz clearly this idiot has spent absolutely nothing towards the reward he's most likely to be receiving later in the night/morning from the girl.
Great.
Just great.
Obviously this unfolding of events all starts with the free or halftime entry at the door.
So please, from all the guys out there who've had chicks hijacked off their arms... rethink your strategies please.
**end note: The events depicted in this post are totally fictitious, if you happen to have been blessed with such an event in the past, and this has reminded you of how much of a loser you are. Then tough!**
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