Tonight, I stood in line, waiting ever so patiently at one of our many "fine" clubbing establishments, Library Square. As I entered the line, there were no more than 20 people in front of me. That was at 9:50pm. It is now 10:35, and I've now lost all faith in humanity. As I write this, there are 8 people still in front of me, with a queue rounding the corner of the street.

Now for the bullshit play of the night. The two extremely obnoxious girls behind me and their guy friend had been yapping on about god knows what for the last half hour. Suddenly a pair of their wild whore friends show up and completely cut in line. So, now I watch as what I think is the manager comes over to talk to them. Sweet justice, I ponder, with a shit-eating grin on my face. Well what does the whore of a manager do? Takes them all to the front to get right on in.

Am I completely surprised as to what transpired? Fuck no. I chose to stop going to places like this for a reason. I instantly regret coming here tonight.