Monday, March 21, 2005

A Night Out in the Ghetto

I am sure that I have mentioned that I live in the ghetto a few times. It is a very blue collar kind of place. I shutter to think what the average mean income is here. Now I have not lived in the ghetto in a long time (I grew up in it) and I have become accustomed to a more upscale location with upscale night spots and a more white collar clientele as I am more of a white collar guy. I admit that I have a great city just 15 miles away, across the bridge – an easy commute via BART – that is the infant subway system here. The problem is that the City is not really convenient for going out to party unless you travel in a group and have a designated driver. This is not usually an option I have, so I do not venture to the City that often.

The problem with wanting a simple night at the bar in the ghetto is that your evening entertainment options are severely limited. It is not as though there is an upscale martini bar on every corner. Actually there is a combination liquor store/bar on every corner. Not to mention the fact that these places are generally filled with one of two types of people – the young punks looking to get drunk and maybe bust some heads or the old alcoholics that start drinking when the bar opens at 6 AM. Now I should avoid these places, but sometimes I just want to have a drink or two and play some pool. I am generally looking to mind my own business and hopefully not have to beat the hell out of some 22 year old kid who decided he doesn’t like the way I look or walk or talk.

I have three local pits that are just a few blocks from my house. A house that sells for about $700K BTW – I do not mention this to brag (it’s not my house), but to ask, why do they build upscale homes in the ghetto? Anyway, these three bars that are basically within walking distance of my front doorstep are all a little different. The first one is the aforementioned liquor store/bar – young people hang out there. The last time I was in there, I did not even finish my first drink before a melee broke out. It was a mini riot between about 10 girls – yes I said girls. They just started beating on each other and on any guy that tried to stop it. They broke it up in a few minutes, but then the bartender said everyone should probably leave as the cops will be here any minute – nice.

The next bar is basically a cop bar. I mean it - all the local cops hang out there. It is a restaurant bar. No pool table, nothing to really do except listen to the juke box and drink. Sometimes this is a good option, but hanging out with a bunch of over testosteroned cops is not always fun.

The last bar is more of an old timers place. The average age in the place is high – probably over 50. The good thing is that there are generally no riots in the place. They have a pool table and some decent players – I am still the best player in the place. I have become pretty well known there and am welcomed as a somewhat regular. My problem with this bar and the somewhat long winded point of this rant is this - why do women who are in their 50’s think that they can pick up a guy in his 30’s. I don't go to places an try to pick up 22 year olds, so why do 50 year olds think they can pick me up. I am not talking about a 50 year old woman like say, Andie MacDowell (who is actually 47 but you get the idea). She could pick me up anytime. I need you to imagine what a 57 year old woman who drinks daily in the same bar actually looks like. This one particular woman also lives with a guy, who is also in the bar when she decides to hit on me. He is nice enough and after enough times of me telling him that I will NEVER, EVER, take her up on this offer, he has accepted me as no threat. You see this has happened on a few occasions.

I do not understand how a woman who is basically my mother’s age – 20 years older than me – thinks that there is any chance in hell that I am ever going to go home with her. It is embarrassing and generally only causes drama in the bar. Drama I am not looking for and would like to avoid. I am not sure what to do about it, short of getting a real life. Any suggestions are welcome.

Speaking of getting a real life, I read this comment by AmberLynn on V’s site.

"I am so glad I am not single. But, really, I don't think good men are usually found in a bar. If they are a good man and at a bar, they are not in good man mode. Try picking up guys at the library or something."

I have to agree that bars don't seem to be the place to meet nice woman, although I did meet my second wife in a bar (she was working there, does that count?). I have recently been missing all the excitement and comfort of being in a relationship. Now I have not been in a library in many years, but I am willing to give it a try. I just can’t imagine the library as the hot spot to meet the next woman in my life. I was wondering where else you women think you can meet a good man? Also, when you ladies are in the bar, are you in “nice girl” mode? Where do you guys go to meet nice women? For those of you in a relationship – where did you meet that person? Help me get a real life would ya?

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