Here I post a writing on my first time going to a bar. Hopefully you can see and visualize whats going on and get a couple of laughs. I didn't know if i was doing it right but come back to find out what happen in the end.
I went to a bar for the first time for my step mom’s birthday party. And oh was it a party. There was balloons, drinks, disco lights, and the music. The music still had the same boom boom booomboomboom boom boom beat. I thought it was going to be out dated but the music was the same music I hear every day... There isn’t any difference just people ten years older than me dancing like me. . There was twerking and jive rating all over the place. Lights out, music blasting the awkward moment left my body instantly. Phyllis was trying it too, knowing darn well she can’t dance. Standing in the middle of the dance floor yelling “It’s my birthday. oooohhhhh yeah it’s my birthday!” Twerking and jive rating around with a crowd chanting “Go Phyllis Gooo Phyllis Go Goo Phyllis!” She disappeared.
As the record playing scratched in the heads of the guest to a stop followed by a look of disgust and a “Hold up? Where did Phyllis go?” Set the mood for the rest of the night. Ten minutes later the guest her co-workers old friends all left. Our little section died. It was empty.
The party was at a new bar in West Philadelphia called New Midnight After Hour. It was a red bar on the corner of 53rd street with a beer place on the other side. Outside there were two big black men with bullet proof vest on.
“Excuse me can you open your bag. Put your arms out.” In this wet day they were really checking people at the door. Like come on at least give the woman a break, they were dressed as if it was summer time. Their skirts and dresses stopped above the knee and under the booty. Don’t forget that it’s raining / snowing.
Hands full of balloons and pink and zebra print decorations holding them down to make sure she can see through the back window. Lumps of watery snow falling from the sky. As I think to myself I hope her guest still come in this weather. Rushing because of course we a fashionably late.
“1, 2, 3... Oh my God! Just grab what you can for right now hurry so you don’t get too wet!” Aunt Beans shouts before exiting the car.
We had no time to waste we needed to set up before guest starts arriving. There were only a few people there already as if this is where it’s at on Friday nights. The owner comes out and walks up to my Aunt Beans to ask her a question. He was a young guy maybe in his late twenty’s early thirty’s. He had a white button up with a red vest on, jeans and sun glasses.
I don’t know why he’s wearing sunglasses. It’s dark in here with flashing club lights going all over the place. Plus it is pouring down snowing outside. Hey if you like I love it. “Hey are you Phyllis?
“NO I’m her sister I’m here to set up before she comes back. Can you show me where her section are?” Aunt beans asked as she scopes out the place before he points out our section.
Now this wasn’t the best place to have a party but Phyllis was referred by a co-worker to have a party here and went with it. As he pointed to where the section was there were people sitting in it. Didn’t have the courtesy to ask them to move I’m having a party here. Nope Aunt Beans and I had to do that. As we were putting up decorations the people in the bar was starring! I really wanted to take the mic from the dj and ask what the hell you looking at never seen a party being set up?
There wasn’t really any sitting space they gave us this old futon and a couple of high bar seats to sit on. They came with the little circle table they told us to use for the free liquor bottles that came with this little package. Anyway the futon, it was maroon and really low to the ground for a person wearing heels. It had dents in it. Like when you sat down you really felt like you have sat on the floor. I whispered “Aunt Beans did somebody have sex on this thing?” yeah I was not sitting on that thing. We set everything up only thing that was missing was the food but that was coming when the birthday girl got there. We didn’t know how long it was going to take before the birthday girl got back but as we waited we just dance to the music and looking around wishing I would have brought my drink from home to finish.
“Drop down and get your eagle on, girl (flap your wings)
Drop down and get your eagle on, girl (flap your wings)
Hell naw, ain't leavin' me alone, girl (flap your wings)
She's got that sweat dripping' all over her body
[Girl] Do you like that sweat dripping' all over my body?
Yea, I like that…”
Played and here comes the birthday girl and the food. Auntie was with her. I light up and shouted “Heeeeeeeyyyyyyy Auntiiie!” she two step to me and gave me a hug. Once we set the food table. That’s when her guest separates themselves from the people that come here every Friday and came for a plate to eat. Our section is filled, the owner brings the liquor. His lovely waitress came over in an all black booty short body suit. “Here’s your hookah” she says as she sits it on the table. Now it’s going down. Everybody is Turnt all the way up! This lady in a colorful dressed filled with pink, orange, and yellow, down to over her toes was hogging the hookah like it was hers, blowing the smoke everywhere. I kindly walk over to her and gave her this look like “yoo you need to pass it” I grabbed my piece and smoked that irritation away.
“My turn!” came towards me in an obnoxious holler.
There it was Auntie coming to smoke probably because she couldn’t smoke something else. I wink and whisper to Aunt Beans. As we sat on the couch we started to hear our song transition. “Girl you look good, wont you back that ass up! “This brought everybody to their feet. Phyllis friends and co-workers started to form a circle around her, chanting “Go Phyllis Gooo Phyllis Go Goo Phyllis!”
Phyllis got hype and started to twerking and shouting “It’s my birthday. Oooohhhhh yeah it’s my birthday!” as the song transiting again everybody started to party hard. In the mix of partying hard, she disappeared.
Where’s Phyllis? Did anybody see Phyllis her coworkers and friends started to ask and wonder? 10 minutes later they all left with anger storming out the door. Only people left was Auntie, Aunt Beans and her boyfriend, Sheldon and I didn’t give any explanation we just continues partying.
2 hours go by
I slowly walked over to a tall chair because it was time for me to sit. I was tapped out done dancing and but ready for the next move.
“Hey are you okay?”
“Yeah I’m fine” this big black man in the bullet proof vest from outside tapped my shoulder. As I answered
“It is time to go we are closing up!” he said then he walked away and continued to tell the rest of the guest the same way he told me.
“Well Aunt Beans it’s time to go.” They didn’t even give us a thirty minute warning to clean up our section and food. We packed up and got out. Now Phyllis was suppose to have been back by now but for some reason she wasn’t. We calling her she didn’t answer. The weather is super bad now. It looked like Elsa from frozen came and threw a party of her own. There we were sitting there waiting and hoping Phyllis was on her way.
“SHE LEFT US FOR SOME DICK! I WOULD NEVER DO THAT TO MY SISTERS AND MY NIECE. OHH THAT FAT BITCH LEFT US FOR SOME DICK!” Auntie wasn’t having IT. In her pant suit and heels she didn’t stop hollering.
Bang! Auntie through the food on the ground hollering: Fuck that food she doesn’t get to eat it she aint never come back! People are just starring, laughing and pointing at her.
“Ard that’s it! I’m going to go get a hack” Mr. Sheldon said as he started walking down the street.
I went to a bar for the first time for my step mom’s birthday party. And oh was it a party. There was balloons, drinks, disco lights, and the music. The music still had the same boom boom booomboomboom boom boom beat. I thought it was going to be out dated but the music was the same music I hear every day... There isn’t any difference just people ten years older than me dancing like me. . There was twerking and jive rating all over the place. Lights out, music blasting the awkward moment left my body instantly. Phyllis was trying it too, knowing darn well she can’t dance. Standing in the middle of the dance floor yelling “It’s my birthday. oooohhhhh yeah it’s my birthday!” Twerking and jive rating around with a crowd chanting “Go Phyllis Gooo Phyllis Go Goo Phyllis!” She disappeared.
As the record playing scratched in the heads of the guest to a stop followed by a look of disgust and a “Hold up? Where did Phyllis go?” Set the mood for the rest of the night. Ten minutes later the guest her co-workers old friends all left. Our little section died. It was empty.
The party was at a new bar in West Philadelphia called New Midnight After Hour. It was a red bar on the corner of 53rd street with a beer place on the other side. Outside there were two big black men with bullet proof vest on.
“Excuse me can you open your bag. Put your arms out.” In this wet day they were really checking people at the door. Like come on at least give the woman a break, they were dressed as if it was summer time. Their skirts and dresses stopped above the knee and under the booty. Don’t forget that it’s raining / snowing.
Hands full of balloons and pink and zebra print decorations holding them down to make sure she can see through the back window. Lumps of watery snow falling from the sky. As I think to myself I hope her guest still come in this weather. Rushing because of course we a fashionably late.
“1, 2, 3... Oh my God! Just grab what you can for right now hurry so you don’t get too wet!” Aunt Beans shouts before exiting the car.
We had no time to waste we needed to set up before guest starts arriving. There were only a few people there already as if this is where it’s at on Friday nights. The owner comes out and walks up to my Aunt Beans to ask her a question. He was a young guy maybe in his late twenty’s early thirty’s. He had a white button up with a red vest on, jeans and sun glasses.
I don’t know why he’s wearing sunglasses. It’s dark in here with flashing club lights going all over the place. Plus it is pouring down snowing outside. Hey if you like I love it. “Hey are you Phyllis?
“NO I’m her sister I’m here to set up before she comes back. Can you show me where her section are?” Aunt beans asked as she scopes out the place before he points out our section.
Now this wasn’t the best place to have a party but Phyllis was referred by a co-worker to have a party here and went with it. As he pointed to where the section was there were people sitting in it. Didn’t have the courtesy to ask them to move I’m having a party here. Nope Aunt Beans and I had to do that. As we were putting up decorations the people in the bar was starring! I really wanted to take the mic from the dj and ask what the hell you looking at never seen a party being set up?
There wasn’t really any sitting space they gave us this old futon and a couple of high bar seats to sit on. They came with the little circle table they told us to use for the free liquor bottles that came with this little package. Anyway the futon, it was maroon and really low to the ground for a person wearing heels. It had dents in it. Like when you sat down you really felt like you have sat on the floor. I whispered “Aunt Beans did somebody have sex on this thing?” yeah I was not sitting on that thing. We set everything up only thing that was missing was the food but that was coming when the birthday girl got there. We didn’t know how long it was going to take before the birthday girl got back but as we waited we just dance to the music and looking around wishing I would have brought my drink from home to finish.
“Drop down and get your eagle on, girl (flap your wings)
Drop down and get your eagle on, girl (flap your wings)
Hell naw, ain't leavin' me alone, girl (flap your wings)
She's got that sweat dripping' all over her body
[Girl] Do you like that sweat dripping' all over my body?
Yea, I like that…”
Played and here comes the birthday girl and the food. Auntie was with her. I light up and shouted “Heeeeeeeyyyyyyy Auntiiie!” she two step to me and gave me a hug. Once we set the food table. That’s when her guest separates themselves from the people that come here every Friday and came for a plate to eat. Our section is filled, the owner brings the liquor. His lovely waitress came over in an all black booty short body suit. “Here’s your hookah” she says as she sits it on the table. Now it’s going down. Everybody is Turnt all the way up! This lady in a colorful dressed filled with pink, orange, and yellow, down to over her toes was hogging the hookah like it was hers, blowing the smoke everywhere. I kindly walk over to her and gave her this look like “yoo you need to pass it” I grabbed my piece and smoked that irritation away.
“My turn!” came towards me in an obnoxious holler.
There it was Auntie coming to smoke probably because she couldn’t smoke something else. I wink and whisper to Aunt Beans. As we sat on the couch we started to hear our song transition. “Girl you look good, wont you back that ass up! “This brought everybody to their feet. Phyllis friends and co-workers started to form a circle around her, chanting “Go Phyllis Gooo Phyllis Go Goo Phyllis!”
Phyllis got hype and started to twerking and shouting “It’s my birthday. Oooohhhhh yeah it’s my birthday!” as the song transiting again everybody started to party hard. In the mix of partying hard, she disappeared.
Where’s Phyllis? Did anybody see Phyllis her coworkers and friends started to ask and wonder? 10 minutes later they all left with anger storming out the door. Only people left was Auntie, Aunt Beans and her boyfriend, Sheldon and I didn’t give any explanation we just continues partying.
2 hours go by
I slowly walked over to a tall chair because it was time for me to sit. I was tapped out done dancing and but ready for the next move.
“Hey are you okay?”
“Yeah I’m fine” this big black man in the bullet proof vest from outside tapped my shoulder. As I answered
“It is time to go we are closing up!” he said then he walked away and continued to tell the rest of the guest the same way he told me.
“Well Aunt Beans it’s time to go.” They didn’t even give us a thirty minute warning to clean up our section and food. We packed up and got out. Now Phyllis was suppose to have been back by now but for some reason she wasn’t. We calling her she didn’t answer. The weather is super bad now. It looked like Elsa from frozen came and threw a party of her own. There we were sitting there waiting and hoping Phyllis was on her way.
“SHE LEFT US FOR SOME DICK! I WOULD NEVER DO THAT TO MY SISTERS AND MY NIECE. OHH THAT FAT BITCH LEFT US FOR SOME DICK!” Auntie wasn’t having IT. In her pant suit and heels she didn’t stop hollering.
Bang! Auntie through the food on the ground hollering: Fuck that food she doesn’t get to eat it she aint never come back! People are just starring, laughing and pointing at her.
“Ard that’s it! I’m going to go get a hack” Mr. Sheldon said as he started walking down the street.