Man did things go wrong for me today.
I tried to revert back to my AFC clubbing experience, where I would go on the dance floor and just have fun, get as much number closes as possible with the girls I danced with, and have minimal conversations. Boy was I in for a treat tonight, I was @ Club Fluid again, this time with two friends not solo. I thought I could pull the same shit i've done millions of times in my All Age clubbing days, to the 19+ crowd. So my friend THE DRIVER already gets things rolling by gaming the first chick he see's entering the club, now I spot the dance floor and head over with one friend leaving the other to game his chick. I'm on the dance floor just dancing solo with my boy, and then I pulled the chicks around us to start "grind dancing" on them. Things were good, I got carried away with my cockyness, I only danced with this girl for one song and then jumped on her 3 other friends in the same manner. At first they gave me this look like "huh is this guy serious", No I wasn't serious at all I just wanted to have fun and see if I could pull the same shit as I use to. Now the last girl showed me some attitude and dissed me completely by taking me out of my frame saying, "You think you are a player loser". This triggered anger in me, I don't know it could be something bi-polar lol. I went from completely having a great time, to dissing her on the spot mad. So I insult this girls pimples on her face. Now this club is not a big club, its a loud club but small with many Bouncers. The Mother hen of the group was supposedly the first girl I danced with, she went to the nearest bouncer and said something to him, that made him grab my me, and literally carry me out of the club. He tried to break my arms twisting it and shit, I think he was really trying to fucking break it so he can tell his buddies some "YA I BROKE THIS MOTHER FUCKERS ARM TODAY" 
But I was agile enough to move with each twist of his. So now he tosses me out, only one of my friends follows me outside, now he can't go back in because they see he's with me. The driver was still inside the club though, with keys and all and had the only cellphone. This was a minor loss on the night, I only spent $10 for maybe 15minutes in the club. Me and my boy decide to go ahead and look for a telephone booth, while we eat some street vendor hot dogs. It was so fucking COLD outside, and we were in our DRESS CLOTHES because of the STYLE EFFECT POLICY OF THE CLUB. We find a telephone booth a couple of blocks, its hard to find one especially with so many cars and lights around the street of downtown Toronto its so busy. Nobody is picking up the cell phone. We are fucking freezing, I leave a message urgent for the driver to come to where he parked his car. He arrives probably 30 minutes later, which I honestly don't blame him, because the club was too loud to hear his cellphone (next time I recommend people to use VIBRATOR ON) when in a loud club. I tell him what happened, and he says that the girl he was with was laughing about seeing someone getting dragged out. I guess my boy never saw, it was too fast. 
MORALS IS, NEVER TO GO BACK TO YOUR AFC DAYS NO MATTER WHAT YOU THINK WORKED BEST FOR YOU BACK THEN, IF YOU ARE A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT PERSON NOW, DON'T REVERT AND BACK-PEDDLE. ONLY END UP HURTING YOURSELF, AND EGO.
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