Whitehouse.
I'm sitting by my computer on a Friday night starring into my computer screen. I'm very groggy cause at around 17:00 hours I decided to take a small nap. That ended up to be the worst decision of my life cause after I woke up two hours later I felt useless. As I'm sitting there Karen messages me online and tells me to come out with her to this bar called the Whitehouse. This bar, located on Charlotte street, has a bad rep. When people talk about dirty bars, they are usually referring to bars like the Whitehouse. I've never been in there and in five years I proudly told people that fact. She told me to come cause she's going with some roomate and her friends and what not. I told her that I'd think about it and I called up some friends to see what they are all doing. Each one indicated that they are going to Rooster. That's normally where I'd want to go as well. I mention this to Karen but plans can not be changed and the Whitehouse is the destination in stone.
So I get ready for the bar with my white Reebok warm up jacket and jeans, and walk to the Whitehouse. Of course I stop in at the local Macs to get some cash out first. I lightly jog some parts of the way because I am already late in meeting them there. The exterior of the bar is quite a marvel. It's all white (obvious) with lightbulbs blinking around the windows. And then there is a big sign that says "Whitehouse" in white letters on a red background. It just feels out of place, like it belongs to a circus. I enter the bar behind these 40 year olds. The bouncer takes a look at my ID and notices the sticker on it. "Yeah I gotta get it renewed fast." I said. He nods and I continue to the next guy. "That will be four dollars." The old man says. I give him a twenty and he gives me back $17 dollars. I kinda think for a moment and realize that he gave me back the wrong ammount. Oh well! I then walk into the meat of the building.
Ok I am so tired right now. It's 02:00 hours at night, I think I'm going to just post this as it is and do up a part 2 tomorrow. I have to get up bright and early to get my license renewed. So until then.
Peace.
So I get ready for the bar with my white Reebok warm up jacket and jeans, and walk to the Whitehouse. Of course I stop in at the local Macs to get some cash out first. I lightly jog some parts of the way because I am already late in meeting them there. The exterior of the bar is quite a marvel. It's all white (obvious) with lightbulbs blinking around the windows. And then there is a big sign that says "Whitehouse" in white letters on a red background. It just feels out of place, like it belongs to a circus. I enter the bar behind these 40 year olds. The bouncer takes a look at my ID and notices the sticker on it. "Yeah I gotta get it renewed fast." I said. He nods and I continue to the next guy. "That will be four dollars." The old man says. I give him a twenty and he gives me back $17 dollars. I kinda think for a moment and realize that he gave me back the wrong ammount. Oh well! I then walk into the meat of the building.
Ok I am so tired right now. It's 02:00 hours at night, I think I'm going to just post this as it is and do up a part 2 tomorrow. I have to get up bright and early to get my license renewed. So until then.
Peace.
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