So where’s one of the last places you’d expect to find me on a Monday night? If you answered anything religious, running a marathon, a club or skydiving with a chimpanzee strapped to me, you’d be right 99.99% of the time! However, the 0.01% occured as I was leaving lab on Monday night with 2 of my lab members, they asked if I wanted to go drink, which I replied “Hell yeah!” While this surely doesn’t sound like the innocent and pure individual that I am, who wouldn’t drink the night before he has to be in lab at 9AM, you have to understand what I do during the day: fucking nothing from 9AM-10PM.
Anyways, we started at a restaurant to watch the Japan-Cameroon game and began drinking soju, beer, and soju and beer mixed together since their beer taste so bad, mixing a shot of liquor improves the taste (seriously). I kept myself under control when Japan scored as not to arouse suspicion.
About 20 mins into the second half, my labmates get a call from some other people and they told us to come over to the club. I tagged along to check it out, even though I’m not really into the whole club thing. Doesn’t vibe with my stoic style, you know?
So I get there and there are some major major differences between the club experience in the US and Korea. The first is that when people dance, they dance by themselves in close vicinity with their friends who are usually the same sex rather than grinding/dry humping someone in the club. Not only that, it’s not really dancing but just bouncing/seizing with the beat. Imagine every nerdy white kid who shows up to a dance (writer included), but multiply it by about 60 people of both genders and have it be totally socially acceptable that he’s dancing badly to the beat. That’s how it felt to me, but no one gave a shit so neither did I. Another major difference is that in the Korean club, they dance for awhile, then EVERYONE goes and sits down to drink more, eat, and request some non-clubby songs during the break period. Then the DJ calls everyone back up to the dance floor and the cycle repeats itself throughout the night. It was crowded too, on a Monday night. On a side note, I sincerely hope Korea outgrows it's popped collar phase...
The night ended at 3:30 in the morning, and I was back in lab at 9AM feeling not so fantastic. The two guys who were with me happen to be the senior members of the lab, so they can basically come in whenever the fuck they want and they came in looking rested at around 1PM. I feel like I still haven’t recovered from that night sleep-wise. Damn these age rules.
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