Night Geeks
Nightclubs are loud. Very loud. So loud, in fact, that talking is largely impossible and anything other than screaming at deafening volume in to someone’s ear results in "What? Say that again?". Now picture this happening to you: You’re drunk. You don’t know how it happened, you swear you only had ten pints of beer and three double-shots, but it’s happened. How very strange. Walls seem far away, ugly girls seem oddly attractive. When you walk it seems as if the room is bending around you and it feels weird–and then you arrive on the dance-floor and try to speak to a girl. The girl looks at you with a bemused expression that makes little sense. You can tell she can’t hear you, and so you try to shout louder and louder–
Now, that’s the reason I don’t like nightclubs in general. You get a hundred people all trying to shout over already very loud music, and you have one big ear-bashing mess. And it would be OK if you could hold a conversation in the quiet part of the club, but there’s a problem with that too: it isn’t quiet. No, all the people who were sick of the noise have come here and made it noisy. When you get fifty people whispering in the same place they may as well be shouting.
I know that some of you will be screaming at the screen now, thinking Me a berk, and I have no line of defence, so feel free to attack me at will: yes, I understand that Nightclubs are not called conversing clubs. I get that you go there for fun, not swapping stories. But does that mean there can’t be one quiet place? I’d like to think that someone sometime might try and help us night geeks out for those times we actually want to tell someone about those permanent vet jobs that we have just applied for!