As planned...

We (my friends at my work place) have long been planning a wild night(evening rather) at a pub. We have run through the same exercise quite many times but nothing really materialized. We plan and at the last minute, mostly I, would chicken out of the plan. If we were to start at 7.30 pm I would message at 2 in the afternoon saying I wouldn't be coming.

This time, I was determined to go out, come what may. So afternoon, around 2, for a change I messaged to confirm the place we are meeting before we go to Zaras.. I decided not to take the car(I have never had alcohol my entire life.. and the first time I was going to drink.. trust me I dun want to be behind the wheel).

I did not dare to breathe a word about where I was going at home. Probably 2 weeks down the lane I would tell my brother. So at 7.30 all dressed, met my friend at a junction( I was waiting for her for a couple of minutes on the road, I freaked out at the kind of stares that I got).
We finally reach the destination at around 7.45 and one other friend joined us.

I browsed through the menu card. Only first few pages (Italian food) and the last few(deserts) made some sense to me.. All others just went over my head.. vodka.. cocktail.. mocktail... phew...
I decided to have some Italian food and was contemplating to either take a vodka or chicken out and take a mocktail. After some 10 minutes, decided to have summer sailor.. Once the order was placed, I was little worried about going home totally squashed.. I really dun want to face my parents and my bro totally drunk.. Others did a good job convincing me that this was least strong and had hardly any alcohol in it.. It was a little uncomfortable because of the amount of smoke that lingered in the air... but the music eased things in.. I thoroughly enjoyed what was being played( though I have not heard many of them).

We were happily chatting when the food and the drinks where served. The floor manager apparently looked hot.. but never got to see him... Food was good.. Vodka was bad.. I dint like the taste at all... So much for it.. We spoke for quite sometime and the music really picked up.. It was really good. Finally left the place around 9.45 (Yeah so early!! I will get jacked beyond that at my place)..

I think I would enjoy a dance floor better than a pub. Drinking is definitely not me... I hate the taste... Unfortunately u need partner to go with, to a dance floor... I don see that happening for a long long time..