The re-emergence of the virgin clubber

8.40pm
It was another first. I was in a car with three gorgeous girls on our way to BarSu to reserve a pre-booked table. Coincidentally, Sharon and I stay in the same neigbourhood.

Around 10pm
The crowd was slowly building up. Mei and the rest of group persistently try to get me to dance. I declined. I would have done chicken dance if I knew what was going to happen…

11.30pm
‘Danced’ a bit with this girl, E at the club. Mei only explained much later to my surprise that she was more like grinding than dancing that night. I knew something fishy was going on!

12am
It might have been one too many orange-coloured drinks that night. Or perhaps the blaring music at the club. A decent conversation was impossible. E asked, “How many girlfriends have I had?” Now, the typical bloke usually exaggerates. “More than a few.” I exaggerated. “Oh! I have twenty” she responded. WTF. This is getting awkward.

12.20am
I have always thought it only applies to girls only whereby it is understood that they have the right to request for the guy’s number instead of giving theirs out. Apparently, it applies to guys as well according to Aaron! Alas, I only knew of it much later after giving E my contact number when she requested it. Gasps.

Quarter past 1am
Aaron—my designated driver/saviour and I left the club slightly past one. There was a missed call on my phone. You should be able to guess whose number it belonged to. No, I didn’t bothered to save the number.

The day after
I received a call from an unknown number—it was E. Wah piang! I scared leh. It was the first and last phone call from her. On the other hand, she texted several times throughout a two-week period. A close friend suggested I should not even reply her. Even the short “I’m busy” messages. It worked.

The cliffhanger
What you do not know yet was the fact that her boyfriend was seated on the same table with us that night! I was expecting a deranged guy hurling fists at me at any second. It never happened. Phew. The moral of this story is (1) always stay with the herd (If they dance, you better dance!) and (2) if you are separated from the herd, don’t give out your mobile number. Insist in getting theirs instead. Always.