I do go out a lot on the weekends and do a wide variety of things. I hit dance clubs, bars and many Houston nightclub concerts. Unfortunately for me, many nights I start out alone and end up alone. It\’s not by choice, trust me. I have had a lot of experiences, some goo, some great, some bad and some that just seem downright funny when I look back on them now.

I\’ll admit I am not always the smoothest guy around when it comes to talking to women. I can get a little nervous and maybe I say some things that I shouldn\’t sometimes, but for the most part I think I do pretty well. There have been a few times, however, where the evening has just been one disaster after another.

Now, when these disasters are occurring, it doesn\’t seem funny at all. It is only when you have time look back upon it that you realize that it all really was pretty funny. A perfect example of this happened to me not that long ago.

We had gone out to a dance club and we were all having a good time. I was working my way to the men\’s room when the ladies\’ room door swung wide open and smacked me right in the head, knocking me to the ground. A young lady in a short red dress bent down to see if I was okay. I literally was seeing starts, but I told her I was okay as she kept apologizing.

I went to the men\’s room, tried to gather myself, and then made my way back towards the crowded bar. I nudged my way over towards where my friends were and as I was reaching the bar, someone turned and spilled two drinks all over the front of my shirt. It was the same girl in the red dress. She was mortified and I was now cold, wet and probably had a concussion.

My friend ran out to the car to extra shirt he kept there. He got me the shirt and I went to the rest room to change and came back. I had to cross part of the dance floor to get back to the bar since it was so crowded in there. As I crossed the corner of the dance floor, a red heel spiked right through my shoe. I screamed in pain and fell over face first on to the floor, chipping one of my teeth. The girl in the red dress looked down at me while the bouncer called for an ambulance.

As I sat in the emergency room getting stitches in my foot and having my tooth looked at, the girl in the red dress came in to apologize. She sat with me for a bit and we chatted and I found out we actually had a lot in common. We\’ll be seeing each other again as soon as my foot heals. It was a better hook up than any I have had at any of the Houston nightclub concerts I have been to.

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