NIGHTCLUB

My first nightclub experience

Ben was a very trusting best friend. When I moved back to Spokane the final time and had nowhere to stay, I slept on his floor for a few months with him and his girlfriend. He would lend me his brand new Jeep Liberty and I would drive her around town if she needed to go somewhere.

One night she had the idea for us to go out. Spokane is one of the shittiest medium-sized towns in America because it is mostly white and is extremely removed from contemporary culture. I remember dubstep being very big at the time. We went to a fairly large 'nightclub' filled with terrible people. I mostly hung out in the corner and was talking to Ben's girlfriend while he was away doing something I can't remember what. At some point this short, buff, and bald man came up to us and wanted to talk to Alicia but she didn't seem interested. I kept talking to her and tried to edge him out, then he immediately proceeded to strangle me and asked some sort of macho question. I guess that was her uncle.

Overwhelmed by emotion, I let out a tear in shock of the situation and then Ben and I went to the dancefloor. I stood behind one of the partitions and pissed everywhere. I could see the puddle creeping towards the dancefloor through the strobelights. It was a great first time.