Ever go out to the bars by yourself?

I experienced something I never thought I'd experience in my life last night. I'm embarrassed to tell it, but I trust you lugs to give me the shite I deserve for it.

Or maybe you have a different view of the matter.

Last night I was feeling jazzed with nothing to do. Kids went to bed at 8 and wife was falling asleep by 8:15. At 9 I decided that I didn't want to watch TV or do any hobby shite, so I left the house to go find something to do.

Now I'm 35 years old...married...with kids...with a career. I don't exactly have people on speed dial to meet up with at night on a Friday. Most of my friends are musicians with families, so the ones I did text were either gigging or doing the normal boring dad thing: at home watching TV.

I wanted to find some music, but Birmingham sucks for music and I stopped in at The Atomic Lounge. Awesome bar and I had an amazing cocktail called the Sex Panther. They even gave me a fake tattoo for it.

But the lounge was packed with people all talking to each other. I just walked around sipping my drink until I finished it. Never found a moment to talk to anyone, so I left.

Now...in true autist form, I had read a few articles prior to leaving about going out by yourself. I found a few talking about how much fun it can be to go out alone.

So I didn't give up. Went to a place called Side Bar and stood around for a bit. Didn't order anything because the place was lame. Didn't talk to any one and left after a short time.

Wandered over to a place called Nana Funks - it was starting to get late at this point. This place was a bit more lively. I ordered a drink and walked around people watching for a bit. Found a dance floor and a rather ugly fat girl started trying to dance with me. I tried moving away from her and she said "You're no fun!" Then she rubbed her big butt into my crotch and I thought, "What the frick am I doing" and left.

Got home a little after 11 and turned on The Irishman. Felt comfortable and happy watching a movie instead of being out in that shite.

Anyways, I feel rather good about my life and have always considered myself to be pretty cool. But that was one of the most loserish moments I've had and one that I will never experience again.

tl;dr - Went out on the town by myself thinking I'd find some music and talk to some new people. Didn't find music; drank one cocktail; didn't talk to anyone; had a fat girl dance on me; and I went home.