Last Night's Adventrues

So last night I decided to go out alone...just to see how the night life in SSM would be. So I decided that SSM is not Detroit, so there would not be a "free before 11" special. I left the house at about 11ish, 11:30 maybe, with jeans, a cute girlie hoodie type deal, and gym shoes. My hair was pulled back and I had on some really cute earrings.

I went to the first bar, the Savoy, because that's the spot. That's where all the people dance and chill and that's where I've seen the greatest concentration of Black males :) I walked in, they checked my ID, and I saw 5 people! FIVE! Including me! So I stayed til the end of the Salt N' Pepa song, then left and went to the back door.

The Back Door had more people but was so much more lame. There was a bachelorette party going on, and they had some pretty cool drink specials, but the music was eh-ok, and the people didn't seem like the nicest. As I was leaving, I saw one of my employees and I stopped to talk to her. She decided that she would show me where to drink and where to party. This is when the night turned!

We walked to a bar, where supposedly, you drink and leave. Don't stick around for conversation, just order your drink, slam it and roll out. That's exactly what we did and I appreciated it because 1. It smelled pretty awful, and 2.  there was awful rock music talking about welcome to hell...If you know me, that's def not my crowd...

After that, we walked to another bar and got a chocolate chip shot, which was pretty tasty, but they had something so unique on the walls...DOLLAR BILLS! They had people's names on them, and marriage proposals. I thought it was so cool, but nonetheless, we proceeded to another bar where there was awful karaoke and beer pong. I thought this was awesome, for the simple fact that parties in Houghton, had similar quantities, but the bars here, understood that it was a college town and catered to students.

We ended up back at the Back Door because at 1a, they had any drink for $1, so we each had two rum and cokes. We left there and went to the Savoy. Just as we arrived, the Po-po's were rolling up deep because of some fight that occurred moments earlier. I was happy we missed it, then we went inside and it was PACKED! It was a far cry from 11 something when there were five people there. We danced, we left, but not before I saw one of my co-workers and some fine ass niggas young gentlemen.

I left there feeling like there was hope for my love life after all :)