Dating Daze

This is serious business. When I was waiting to get into a Hollywood club last week, I almost felt like a cultural anthropologist taking notes on a rare phenomenon. Someone should study this sh*t. Seriously.

Here’s what their dictation would sound like:

“It’s 11:15 at night, and the subjects are out in prime form. There’s small groups of underdressed freezing girls interspersed with men trying to talk to them. A big muscle-y man keeps yelling at everybody to “Get in line!”, but the subjects are ignoring him as if they don’t understand his language. They are continuing to congregate in no organized fashion whatsoever.

Everyone seems to be trying to get the attention of a man holding a list in the inside of a red rope. This list man must be higher up on the chain than the rest. Wonder what he’s done to deserve such status? And if you tried to take away that list, how hard do you think he would fight for it? Something tells me pretty hard. He seems to be like the “God” of the rest, choosing who gets in to Heaven & who does not. “You, get in there.” “Uh, you, yeahhhh, not so much.” The men are trying to bribe the “God” by slipping him money, which actually seems to be working for some of them. The faces of the masses are dead serious as they attempt to talk to the “God”. Apparently this moment could make or break their night.”

It’s really is a sight to see. Nothing else quite like it.

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