cool kids

I went to death disco (which is a trendy night with live bands, followed by a disco and attended mostly by painfully cool people.) last night. I could pretend that I fit in at an event like that, but that would be far from the truth. I enjoy the music and generally have a good time but i do not fit in. I wonder is it worth it for these cool people, who look good but it all looks like too much effort to me. I turned up straight from work wearing a suit from work, which is unacceptable clothing- so cool is the evening that work wear is banned. I beat the system and got in before the boucers started work. Woo. Score one for the working stiffs...

It is also one of the types of places that have a toilet attendant, which always makes a trip to the toilet a slightly awkward one. Are they going to talk at me while I urinate?... Am I going to tip them?... If I am not going to tip them, am I going to walk straight out without washing my hands to avoid using their soap dispensing services or will I use their soap and towels and not tip?... I would be totally against the toilet attendant as a job, but there has been one occasion when they have proved invaluable. I was in Vegas, in the Rum Jungle bar, when it became necessary to have a bit of a sit down in the toilet. As previously discussed, I am an inefficient wiper, which resulted in me finishing the meagre supplies in the cubicle. Fortunately, I could call out to the toilet attendant for some more toilet paper, which was passed under the door... He earnt his dollar tip that day. Only in that situation are toilet attendants required though.