Saturday, March 18, 2006
This is SO not my scene
Last night we went out to bar with a bunch of coworkers. The cool ones. Every now and then I like to pretend I have social skills and hang out with a group. It was a quaint little place that my bar-hopping manager likes to frequent. This place was kinda interesting (I’ve been to very few bars since it is totally not my scene, so I don’t have much to compare.) In one corner were a group of girls all dressed in green with green feathery bobbly headbands. In another corner were a group of retirees. Around the pool table were these… I don’t know, other guys. They looked like… well, bar patrons. Vaguely unwashed guys with baseball caps and mustaches. Then there was our group—laughing, happy, joking and trying to talk over the loud music.
What is it with these places that they have to blare the music so much? Isn’t the whole point of hanging out to chat and stuff? I couldn’t hear a damn thing. It was annoying to have to do so much nodding and smiling when I had no clue what I was nodding and smiling about. I could’ve been agreeing to donate a kidney for all I know.
The interesting part was when 8pm rolled around and they fired up the karaoke machine. How is it that you think you know a song, but never really knew how little you knew it until you see the lyrics up on the TV screen? There was one time a couple years ago I was out with some old friends. They wanted to do karaoke, so I followed. They coerced me into picking a song and singing it. Had it been in one of those little karaoke bars I would’ve said HELL NO. But it was a rented private booth, so my mortification was limited only to my little group. That binder full of songs is intimidating when you’re trying to choose one. Which one do I know well enough? Which one can I vaguely keep up with? Which one won’t make me sound like a complete idiot?
For some reason I ended up picking Billy Jean by Michael Jackson. Don’t ask me why, I was under pressure. I thought I knew the song well enough. Apparently I didn’t. As the words came up I was suddenly made aware that there were quite a few lines I didn’t know. Such as… well, such as everything in between the chorus! HA! How lame. Mission not accomplished. I sounded like a complete idiot. Then again… we all did! It was a group idiot experience.
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