Cocktails are a given at pretty much all bars and nightclubs in Australia, so it is no small feat for Gold Coast bar and restaurant Black Coffee Lyrics to stand out amongst all that competition to win the Monkey Shoulder Whiskey competition for its Brass Monkey Flip cocktail.
We meet new people all the time, every single day. Meeting new people is not something foreign to us. However, when we get close to someone, we have to play the so-called ‘dating game’. We don’t play any games when we want to be friends with someone, yet we have to follow rules when we are going to be more than friends. We all become players.
You get home from work on a Friday evening and do not feel like going out. You’ve had a long day, your boss probably yelled at you or you got singled out in a tute at uni. It’s probably raining too. How do you go from wanting to go to bed with a hot chocolate to hitting the town?
Whether you realise it or not, boys, you are being judged just as much as girls in clubs. From your physical appearance, to your personality, to the way you treat a lady. Girls are always watching.
Ah yes… You’ve been out all night talking guff and trying not to wince every time you have to fork over $11 for a midi… Through some rare misaligning of stars and crypt-hidden wizard skulls, you’ve managed to convince someone (someone who is semi-conscious)
Getting drunk makes people act overall retarded, from slurring their speech, picking fights for no actual reason, dancing like an epileptic or walking sideways (to be fair, most people can’t dance for shit, and if you’re a woman, high heels make even the very basic act of walking a challenge).
Specifically, older brothers and younger sisters. Bro-bro and sis-sis combinations are usually killer at clubs because they are the best wingmen ever, but this is not the case for bro-sis club outings. Even after dark with alcohol, older brothers are still power trippers and think they know the best about everything and, I suppose, from their perspective, younger sisters are still annoying (sometimes).
1. You have a boyfriend? Fuck you!
You are in a club having a nice conversation with someone at the bar as you naturally need something to do while you wait. You get talking about some ‘common’ ground (you like movies too?).
We’ve all had mates who left the club a bit earlier than expected, sometimes way earlier. Depending on what time you leave, your mates will either groan at you for going so early, or if it’s late enough, they’ll understand and say bye. But eventually we all have to leave the club sometime (even if it’s at the bouncer’s less than subtle insistence).
Whilst, mercifully, Sydney is steadily ditching the large, neon lighted bars with bad automatic doors, and following in the steps of the ever stylish Melbournites with the increase of small, chic and elegant wine bars, the same level of sophistication does not appear to have been applied to compiling the wine list.