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Part 4 - Saturday Nights Alright For Fighting
I have a steadfast rule that almost always gets adhered to:
I don't go out on Friday or Saturday nights. To me,those days represent
everything that is wrong in society. People think just because they don't have
to wake up at a normal time the day after partying,that this is the way to
live. Not me. Weekends for made for Michelob. But not for going out.
Cops earn their stripes on those nights.
Normal
people do normal things...
My distaste for weekend partying started back in the mid 80s
when I working at my father's restaurant. I had to work on those busy weekend
nights. And the people who came into the restaurant were on a weird 'weekend'
high. Like being on meth and valium at the same time. Tired from the work
week. Excited for a few days off. Let's be assholes because it's OUR time to
let off steam
Fuck that
Sunday and Wednesday were my nights to go out. Since getting
booze at age 16 wasn't an issue (I had the key to the liquor storage room at
the restaurant). My main focus became seeing great rock bands and meeting
chicks. And the types of girls who didn't care what night it was to party were
my types of chicks. Sooooo....
It was a Sunday night early fall in 1990. I was 20 years
old. Found myself at the Limelight in NYC. The band Love/Hate were
playing that night. Limelight was an old church that was converted into a huge
nightclub. It had many different levels and areas to hang out in. One of the
best clubs that ever existed. I was standing by the second level bar when a tight
dressed brunette came up to me. "My friend thinks you're cute" she
said. I looked around and spotted a girl who looked just like Lita Ford. She
then pointed over at her friend who quickly became embarrassed and shy. So I
made my way towards her and introduced myself. "Hi, I'm Krude. You look
great tonight". "Thank you. I'm Linda.". Ice broken,I asked her
and her friend what they are drinking. " I'll take an Alabama Slammer and a Bud for her". Damn I
liked her style with that drink choice. Me and the blonde made some small talk
while enjoying our adult beverages. Love/Hate was coming on stage so we made
our way towards the stage area. Looking down at the band from the 2nd floor
balcony with one hand on my beer the other around her waist. The band were
cool. But I had other things on my mind. So I took her hand and led her to a
nearby staircase that led to the 3rd level of the club. I knew of an area there
that was perfect for extra curricular activities. And those activities would
occur in the dark on a church pew. Yes!!! Score one for young Krude. On a
Sunday night. In a church. Mahalo
Going out on any evening these days is usually seeing people
staring at their cell phones all night. The only advantage that I see having a
cell phone with me when I'm out is being able to get a chick's phone # and text
mine to her immediately. Any other playing with a cell phone while at a
bar/club is a fucking joke. Mahalo
Eat to the Beat
KK
@kapn_krude