Tonight I had the opportunity to work at Vancouver's two level night club, the Roof Garden. Next to me in the photo is lovely woman named Tess and girl, I have a confession.
I wish I knew exactly what, but clearly I had to poison the air a little. I didn't smell anything, so I was in the clear, or at least I thought I was. I wonder if she thought it was me, cause it totally was. "Everywhere I go I keep walking into farts" she says. Oh my god, that's hilarious. I had to control myself from bursting into laugher, pfff obviously I replied ohhhh yaaa..haaa.. not mee. Lies. That entire hour of greeting guests, I assume she was enjoying my farts as much as the guests were as they walked past.
Later on that night when we finished work, it was time to go home. NOT. I decided to stay and for those who know me, that is very unlikely. But ya, I did, and I knew no one there..awkward. So I start walking around waiting for a conversation to spark. Ah finally. A security guard, of course. We chat away and he introduces me to his friends who were at least 15,20 years older than me. Perfect. On top of that they were some professional UFC fighters?! Crazy. Sick, now I fit in, tiny little white girl hanging with a squad of 12 who are three times the sizes of her.
We dance away and migrate to the second floor. SHOTS. Ah shit, great. Keep in mind I plan on driving home so I gotta keep count on how much liquor I consume. I take the shot like a pu$$y and survive that awful experience. They attempt to put more down my thought, oh god. At this point I'm 25% intoxicated and decide head over to Aura to visit other gogo dancer, Chelsea.
She's wasted. I love it. We dance until we get bored and decide to make our way down five blocks to Celebrities. Before we do that, we make way to my car to drop off our dance stuff and found out that wouldn't be an option. The parkade gate locked my car in. Sign says "opens at 6am".. on the bright side that's only 3.5 hours from now. To keep you from hanging on where we put our bags, we decided to put them in her car. Now were back to making our way to Celebrities and find out they are shut down for the night, lovely. We head back to Aura.
On my way in I bump into high school homie Mr. Chance and beg the bouncer to let him and his friend for free. Success. We dance battle it on the dance floor until the club closes. At this point it's 4am and we attempt to see if I can access my car because we decided Chelsea will be leaving hers behind and I'll drive her safe back to Poco. (Port Coquitlam). Shit, gate is still closed however, security was parked outside who opened the gate for us. YAY win. I get to sleep in a bed tonight. We were 50/50 considering to get a hotel or sleeping in cars. If we would of stayed in a hotel, I would of requested to only pay half since we would have to check out 5 hours from now.
I'm driving and we decide it's time for a meal. We head over to McDonalds and were quickly disappointed that they are now serving breakfast?! God dammit. So we refused to order anything and headed over to A&W. Nothing better than shitty burgers at 4:45am.
The rest of the night wasn't filled with any interesting activities other than getting home at 6:30am and sleeping for the next 10 hours.