Stinky Pelvis.

I was having a nice time with a bunch of good friends on a nice pre-halloween night this past weekend at the Palms nightclub when a not-so-nice guy decided to come by and cause a kerfuffle.

Now, as I've previously stated, i don't pretend to be anything close to a mastermind of clubbing, and i don't see myself as one who even knows much about clubbing, but there are a few club-etiquette points that i personally believe everyone should know without having to have someone point it out for them. One of these would be the following:

It is ill advised to attempt to force your stinky pelvis in between two matching-costumed-couples who are happily dancing with each other and not even noticing that you exist. It may possibly annoy people. Especially if you are smoking a cigarette just because you think it looks cool and are sporting a stink face.

Maybe i was just born as an enlightened individual and it wouldn't be fair to expect other people to know that this would cause trouble, but I am doubtful this is the case. What is for sure though, is that the individual who tried to stick his stinky pelvis between a pair of my friend couples was not born as an enlightened individual because if he was, he wouldn't have tried that.

Even if i ever did make the mistake of trying this, i like to believe i would have the gall to swallow my pride, and walk away; save face. But this particular child decided against it, and instead tried to overcompensate for his shortcomings by getting in my good friend's face, and shoving him with remarkably unimpressive strength.

At this point i must pause to chuckle because the only friend who was with this guy neglected to offer his support, and laughed at him. I guess that's when you know you're in the wrong. Unfortunatlely, this guy still didn't understand, and it took the glares and close proximity of 7 more of us for him to get the hint. Fortunately, this guy's friend pulled him away so quickly that he was tripping over himself trying to continue looking tough towards us.

I'm not a tough guy and i don't get to look like a tough guy very often so i really enjoyed watching this guy walk away. Or rather get pulled away. I only realized now though that i must have not looked very tough at all in my halloween costume; a blue colour coordinated eighties gym teacher with knee high socks, an old school headband, a tight white tee and short shorts. Bravo, Justin.