I now know why the Japanese invented Karoke... It's revenge for Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
We get to the bar last night just as the place begins to fill... Another guy and myself play several games of darts in the back room and then move back out to the bar to see what's going on. I had no idea it was Karoke night... What is it about those damn machines, that coupled with liberal amounts of alcohol, makes seemingly normal people think they can actually sing?
And the choices of songs they sing... Look. With the exception of Eminem, white people can't rap. So please save my eardrums and lets not drive every dog in a five mile radius of the bar crazy?
In spite of that I did have a good time. There was quite a lot of women in the place, but they all had little gold bands on the ring finger of their left hand... An I won't play that game. So I just sat with my buddies, talked about useless shit and drank Caronas all night.
I did see something that didn't help in my opinion of the human species on little bit...
Before we went to the bar, myself and one of the other guys walked over to the diner to get supper. While we sat there noshing and drinking coffee, a family came in and sat down at one of the tables. They looked very cute... The perfect family... Father, mother and two of the cutest little kids you had ever seen... And there was no doubt who the parents were.
I didn't think a second thought about that cute little family... Until around 11:30... The "Dad" came in to the bar alone... And immediately sidled up to a little cutie... That was definitely not his wife... I was thinking of those two cute kids...
What an asshole. But apparently that's what the women around here are going for. Oh well. I can't be like that no matter what I wrote on New Year's Day... That was just sarcasm anyway and I didn't mean that...
But this shit still pisses me off.
Well, I've got to go... I need to take several ibuprofen tablets, shave my tongue and put my liver back... That is when it's done with the cup of coffee it's drinking...
Copyright 2006 Thomas J Wolfenden
We get to the bar last night just as the place begins to fill... Another guy and myself play several games of darts in the back room and then move back out to the bar to see what's going on. I had no idea it was Karoke night... What is it about those damn machines, that coupled with liberal amounts of alcohol, makes seemingly normal people think they can actually sing?
And the choices of songs they sing... Look. With the exception of Eminem, white people can't rap. So please save my eardrums and lets not drive every dog in a five mile radius of the bar crazy?
In spite of that I did have a good time. There was quite a lot of women in the place, but they all had little gold bands on the ring finger of their left hand... An I won't play that game. So I just sat with my buddies, talked about useless shit and drank Caronas all night.
I did see something that didn't help in my opinion of the human species on little bit...
Before we went to the bar, myself and one of the other guys walked over to the diner to get supper. While we sat there noshing and drinking coffee, a family came in and sat down at one of the tables. They looked very cute... The perfect family... Father, mother and two of the cutest little kids you had ever seen... And there was no doubt who the parents were.
I didn't think a second thought about that cute little family... Until around 11:30... The "Dad" came in to the bar alone... And immediately sidled up to a little cutie... That was definitely not his wife... I was thinking of those two cute kids...
What an asshole. But apparently that's what the women around here are going for. Oh well. I can't be like that no matter what I wrote on New Year's Day... That was just sarcasm anyway and I didn't mean that...
But this shit still pisses me off.
Well, I've got to go... I need to take several ibuprofen tablets, shave my tongue and put my liver back... That is when it's done with the cup of coffee it's drinking...
Copyright 2006 Thomas J Wolfenden
6 comments:
You mean you didn't get up there to sing? ;)
I love to go to Karoke nights, as long as I am not the one singing.
Yikes! Karoke scares the heck out of me!!
It kind of sounds like it's going both ways in your post Tom. That guy is just as guilty as the women.
Unfortunately, I see this kind of stuff everyday where I work. I can tell you of 2 extra marital afairs that are happening and everyone just pretends they don't see a thing. Yet, we all know, and every once in a while we talk about it.
You know, I think the human race is just plain f*cked up sometimes.
berly: There is no amount of alcohol that will ever help to convince me I can sing...
Sherri: I agree 100% with your assesment of the human race. And I really think I was saying that both the married women and the 'dad' at the bar were in the wrong...
I'd like to prove myself wrong, but I don't think I'll ever meet a woman who'll be completely honest with me...
The thing that really sticks in my craw is that some, not all, but some have so little respect for my intellect... Assume that because I'm a guy I'm totally brain dead and won't see throught the bullshit.
And I would never insult you by saying you must be looking in the wrong places for the right woman. I'm sure you've heard it before and think it is as much BS as I do. Sorry to say it, but you will find the one when you least expect it. My hubby and I "met" the first day of kindergarten, were good friends all through school, and didn't even date till after we graduated--unexpected! It WILL happen for you. :)
"The thing that really sticks in my craw is that some, not all, but some have so little respect for my intellect... Assume that because I'm a guy I'm totally brain dead and won't see throught the bullshit."
Believe me, the same goes for women too. Some men look at you and think that because you may be attractive or whatnot that you must be a complete moron, or that you skate through life on your looks.
Sherri: You won't get an argument from me here... I agree totally.
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