Girls’ night out
During the past few days I had been wrecking my brain trying to think of something meaningful to write about and this idea came to me while I was partying with a few close friends a few months ago.
We had planned this evening a few days in advance and it was to be a ‘girls’ night out’ with the exception of a very close friend from the opposite sex. So the day finally came and we were all thrilled to finally be doing our ‘girl thang!’
After an office function we headed to the party spot. We sat at the first available table after smiling to the manager! After all who could have said ‘No’, to four adorable, innocent and I must say, stunning young girls!
We ordered our drinks and sat there talking on the latest tragedies that had crept into our very ‘happening’ lives. You can just imagine how much four girls can talk about… The topics ranged from work to men to clothes to weight to society…
It was a rather slow night at the pub but we were itching to hit the dance floor with our latest moves but no one else seemed to be as enthusiastic as we were! Thus, the chatting continued.
Somewhere down the line, while we were still at our table, one of our group, met a friend of hers who was shocked to think that four girls could be out on the town alone… He just could not fathom that we were capable of looking after ourselves and having a good time without one or many males around to keep an eye on us!
Is chauvinism and sexism still alive in this day and age, well apparently so!
This comment did annoy us, but in time we moved on, after all we had so much to talk about and our drinks to enjoy. The music by this time was heating up and we just could not resist it so the ‘four independent women’ headed to the dance floor along with our male friend… who I must say is like one of the girls… by no means is he gay… but he just seems to, well… fit into our female dominated environment, let’s say.
So there we were dancing our cares away… nothing seemed to worry us… we danced, talked and made those crazy dance moves and we certainly did have a blast.
A few hours passed by and I realized that a guy in a funny looking hat was standing next to me as though I were dancing with him. I moved around and finally managed to lose him.
A few minutes later another uninvited male was standing next to me… I managed to lose him too but this one was a bold one. He did not stop at me but… continued to move to each of the other three girls! He was harmless, but nevertheless, he was, being a nuisance. He did not leave us alone and he moved away only when our male friend stood close to us!
Do men not get the hint that we do not need a man to dance with all the time? And that ‘NO!’ actually means ‘NO!’ Do we have to spell it out in big bold letters for them?
It did not hit me too much at the time because in spite of these incidents we did have a good time but a few days later it got me thinking… Can’t men accept that women can be independent in the 21st century? Is it not possible to have a girls’ night out without people looking at you and questioning why you are without a male? Do we ALWAYS need a male to save us?
