Last Night

Day 4.

Last night was so eventful! I’m not sure what I should elaborate on…my Reik concert, or my awkward experience at Billy Bob’s (a bar with country music and two-stepping). So I guess I’ll talk about both.

The night began at the Reik concert—my friend and I being the only English speaking fans. The opening act was some sort of Spanish Techno mix DJ group. They were fabulous! Had no clue what in the world they were saying, but it was quite the experience. Then Reik came on. They were absolutely amazing. I’m not sure if it’s normal to love a band that you can’t even understand everything they say, but music is the universal language right? Or something like that… Anyway, I felt so proud because they played every song that I knew. I sang right along—the people around were either tricked into believing I was actually fluent in Spanish, or they were confused at my weird accent. Who knows. I sounded good to me…

So long story short, the concert was so fun. I would recommend to all of you to go to at least one concert in a different language. Add it to your Bucket List.

The night continued as a group of friends and I went to Billy Bob’s. I never think of this place as being a bar. Yes, there is a bar. Yes, there are a lot of smokers. Yes, there are a lot of drunken people. But to my friends and myself, it is the place to spend a night two-stepping in our cowboy boots.

In movies, there are always the scenes when there are two guys at a bar trying to “pick up chicks”. I’ve never thought much of the whole thing except that it’s always funny in movies when the guys are standing over at the bar together strategizing and picking out the girls they are going to go after. Well, I lived out this scenario last night. A guy comes up from behind as my friend and I were sitting. He asked if he could use our ashtray. Obviously we weren’t using it, so I said sure. Turns out, this is how they make their move. The guy is pretty cute, drunk, but cute. He introduces himself as Mitchell to my friend and me. Then he introduces his friend, Anthony (I think that was his name). Well Anthony creeps up out of nowhere in a creepy leather trench coat thing. Mitchell (the cute one) looks at me and asked if I knew how to dance, to which I replied that I did. He turns immediately to my friend and asked her if she’d like to dance. Suddenly, I’m somehow on the dance floor with the creepy guy that doesn’t even know how to dance with his hand sliding further and further down my back. He kept trying to pull me closer and closer. How do you get out of a situation like this? I wish I could tell you. I personally just prayed for the song to end. I tried to walk off the dance floor as quickly as possible, which didn’t work. After a bit of horrible conversation, I learned he went to the community college in the area, was 21, and smoked. Finally one of the guys I came with rescued me, and another came for my friend.

Although I was disgusted at the time, it certainly makes for a good story to tell now. I spared y’all all the details, but you get the picture. When you're in a bar and you’re stuck with a guy you are not interested in AT ALL, how do you escape effectively? Not sure. Maybe say you have to go to the bathroom and disappear?

Well from a concert completely in Spanish to a honky-tonk and dancing with a creeper, it was quite a night. So I will continue to sing my Reik songs and avoid weirdos in bars As the Clock Ticks...