It's becoming obvious: I am developing phobias towards "shoreditch teenage groupies", rude people and show offs.
I have been thinking about this for a while: it seems to me that people my age (let's call them middle-aged) are dissapappearing from the scene. Slowly slowly London nightlife is being taken over by teenagers. Not only this disturbs me, it really depresses me.
I had a completely awful Friday night when after attending and eagerly awaited Underground Bingo event which turned out to be a massive dissapointment I ended up in an even more disapointing gay club where ladyboys patronisingly ruled the place.
Not only that all the attendees of the much awaited Bingo night (except for our group) were part of the Society of Scary Shoreditch Teenagers, the queues to the toilet were an absolute torture and getting a drink from the bar a serious adventure who could have possibly left injuries and scars. I was wearing heels thinking that playing bingo meant also sitting down while playing, but it turned out that there were no seats and by the time my bladder was nearly exploding, so were my feet. I suggested to the others that we either went somewhere else or I was happy to have gone home as I couldn't have taken it anymore. We agreed on leaving and after painfully walking for about 20 minutes I felt the need of sweetening the night up with a double cheeseburger at MacDonalds (it was an emergency, ok?!). We then headed for the Bathroom Club where we had to pay entrance fee to a heavily maked-up ladyboy wearing a huge and ridiculos bow on his head. I always like to try out new places, but ending up in a gay club wasn't really going to make me feel better. I am sorry but when exactly being a normal middle-aged person trying to have fun on a Friday night out has become out of fashion?
Pretty much depressed I headed home wondering where have all the normal people gone...
I hoped to erase the memory of a depressing Friday night by trying to compensate with a better Saturday night out. It seemed to me more than reasonable to try and find new areas hoping that normal people were still around somewhere. We went to Camden Town (I really had better memories about that place) as friends planned on going to a cheesy disco club (which sounded pretty safe and fun to me) in the area. After waiting in the line and nearly getting in, my friend and I, decided to make a run for our lives after noticing that all the people in the line were the kind of people that were asked to show an ID to get in. I couldn't handle anymore teenagers. That moment I realized that I had developed a phobia.
Sadly, I realized that I cannot handle the situation anymore. The secret to a successful living it is not Diesel brand, but the group of people that you associate/socialize with. I am seriosuly wondering where are the normal people and all the normal places to go out and still enjoy life when you are in your 30s. Better yet, how will people enjoy themselves later on, what happens with the ageing people? Where do they go when teenage invasion will become truly unstoppable?... I wonder...
I have been thinking about this for a while: it seems to me that people my age (let's call them middle-aged) are dissapappearing from the scene. Slowly slowly London nightlife is being taken over by teenagers. Not only this disturbs me, it really depresses me.
I had a completely awful Friday night when after attending and eagerly awaited Underground Bingo event which turned out to be a massive dissapointment I ended up in an even more disapointing gay club where ladyboys patronisingly ruled the place.
Not only that all the attendees of the much awaited Bingo night (except for our group) were part of the Society of Scary Shoreditch Teenagers, the queues to the toilet were an absolute torture and getting a drink from the bar a serious adventure who could have possibly left injuries and scars. I was wearing heels thinking that playing bingo meant also sitting down while playing, but it turned out that there were no seats and by the time my bladder was nearly exploding, so were my feet. I suggested to the others that we either went somewhere else or I was happy to have gone home as I couldn't have taken it anymore. We agreed on leaving and after painfully walking for about 20 minutes I felt the need of sweetening the night up with a double cheeseburger at MacDonalds (it was an emergency, ok?!). We then headed for the Bathroom Club where we had to pay entrance fee to a heavily maked-up ladyboy wearing a huge and ridiculos bow on his head. I always like to try out new places, but ending up in a gay club wasn't really going to make me feel better. I am sorry but when exactly being a normal middle-aged person trying to have fun on a Friday night out has become out of fashion?
Pretty much depressed I headed home wondering where have all the normal people gone...
I hoped to erase the memory of a depressing Friday night by trying to compensate with a better Saturday night out. It seemed to me more than reasonable to try and find new areas hoping that normal people were still around somewhere. We went to Camden Town (I really had better memories about that place) as friends planned on going to a cheesy disco club (which sounded pretty safe and fun to me) in the area. After waiting in the line and nearly getting in, my friend and I, decided to make a run for our lives after noticing that all the people in the line were the kind of people that were asked to show an ID to get in. I couldn't handle anymore teenagers. That moment I realized that I had developed a phobia.
Sadly, I realized that I cannot handle the situation anymore. The secret to a successful living it is not Diesel brand, but the group of people that you associate/socialize with. I am seriosuly wondering where are the normal people and all the normal places to go out and still enjoy life when you are in your 30s. Better yet, how will people enjoy themselves later on, what happens with the ageing people? Where do they go when teenage invasion will become truly unstoppable?... I wonder...
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