Friday, 22 October 2010
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"Are YOU Talking to ME?"
When you mix twentysomething adult males and alcohol, a fight may occur.
This is not to say that ONLY males fight or that when they drink they will ALWAYS cause a fight. No way. Guys aren't savages.
However, if you place two males (or females) who hate each other with every FIBER of their being in the same place and add a little alcohol, you may be looking at an intense situation...
....aka what happened to me last night.
As I've said before, I'm a college student, and no, I'm not your typical, shallow, overly drunk type of college student.
But I do enjoy going out to a few local bars after a week of classes, exams, etc.
It seems that anytime I go out to bars, there always seems to be a fight. Sometimes it's girls, but majority of the time it seems (at least in my town) to be the guys who are the ones getting a little overheated. (I've seen some pretty crazy girlfights though.)
Last night, I was out with my boyfriend and some of my friends at the bar. Everything was fine, and we were having a great time.
Then, of course, the guy my boyfriend hates the most happens to enter.
After some dagger stares, they start arguing. First, there was the insults. Then, the threats.
It was time to go.
We managed to leave before there was any physical fighting, but I've been to bars where a situation has gotten completely out of control.
The two guys will start fighting, and then their friends join in and soon the whole bar is in a brawl while the bouncers try to get everything under control.
Utter chaos ensues.
The best thing to do in that situation, I think, is to leave before you get hurt. I know quite a few people who have gotten hit accidentally in a crowded bar.
Can't we all just get along?
How about you guys? Do you have any bar fight stories? How do YOU handle that sort of situation?
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I don't drink nor go to bars..so I avoid this situation all the same.
I've been to a club once and that first time, a club broke out about 10 feet away from me. I got pushed out of the way by a security guard. There were bottles being thrown by one guy. Eventually they were both taken out (one by sleeper hold).
@Hinase@xanga - Me too. I don't go to bars (rarely if I do).
that is why i avoid goin' to bars and clubs.. 'cuz people can get belligerent when alcohol is in one's system... i rather not put myself in any type of situation like that..
Well. Thanks to past experiences, I know that when it comes to people I don't like, I'm a major asshole when I'm drunk. So, I think it's safest for me to drink in my house. Away from everyone who wouldn't be willing to turn me on my side when I pass out.
if people are going to fight, at least have the courtesy to fight in the back alley away from innocent bystanders, who don't want their night ruined because of other peoples' angry feuds.
that's why I only drink with people I like...myself. haha
I don't go to bar and clubs anymore, and I have stop drinking, if any.
@Hinase@xanga - Same here.
i used to work in a bar/restuarant and on my first night this drunk guy tried to start a fight. we didnt have a bouncer but my boss was pretty big and was able to toss the guy out.
My sorority sisters and I were at the club my freshman year. I really wasn't feeling it but my "big" needed some cheering up so that's what we decided to do that night. I have to add that all of my sorority sisters are black. Yes, I am the yellow sheep of the herd. Anyways... This asian guy starts dancing in between my friend and I. I'm really not paying too much attention when suddenly, I feel a hand shove me in the back. I stumble forward into a circle of hands trying to catch me. Apparently, that guy's girlfriend was really upset that her boyfriend was dancing with someone else and decided to take it out on me. I physically had to lean into two of my girls to keep them from attacking her. It was the craziest thing. I don't think we left for the night thinking "we're going to get into a fight." I really didn't want to go to jail. Luckily, I managed to convince my friends it was time to call it a night.