Nightclubs poison women

They are traditionally used as a means of socialising and meeting people of the opposite sex in search of a one-night stand or, for some, a potential partner.

In an environment where your choice in shoes can see you denied entry, the average cake-faced girl’s ego is at an all time high and drink prices are 200% higher to that of a bottle shop, it’s a wonder they continue to be so popular.

The average girl will be approached 5 to 10 times a night by horny drunken men, so as a result it’s only natural for them to develop a bitch shield in attempt to effectively and efficiently screen out men that don’t tick all the boxes on their ‘perfect man’ checklist.

Before the invention of nightclubs a pretty girl may have been approached fifteen times in her entire life resulting in an ego being equal to that of which she deserved. In contrast, a pretty, modern day ‘club girl’ would be approached fifteen times a night resulting in undeserved arrogance and an unhealthy feeling of self-worth and validation.

  

This essentially means that even the most mediocre women will have an ego that would rival Victoria’s Secret model’s when interacting with men, and the beautiful women almost ruling out male interaction altogether.

It was during my time working in a call centre in Melbourne, Australia in 2011/2012 that I came across a perfect example of why a ‘club avoiding girl’ would be my first preference if I ever decided to get a girlfriend.

Natalia was a tall, curvy, Serbian goddess with a flat stomach and a pair of perfectly shaped child baring hips. Her kind smile and deep brown eyes were enough to make a grown man weep, but there was something different about this girl, something that didn’t quite seem right; She had no ego. How could this be? How could a woman of such beauty be so genuinely nice? After asking myself these questions I decided that I needed to find out and it didn’t take me long to come to a conclusion.

Me: “So what clubs do you usually go to when you party?”

Natalia: “Oh, I don’t go to clubs.”

…and there it was, the one thing that sounded a little off. Natalia hadn’t developed a bitch shield. She hadn’t endured hundreds of drunken approaches by men who wouldn’t have the balls to do it during the day whilst being completely sober. She had less arrogance than an ugly clubbing girl, yet a few years of being hammered with the constant validation that a clubbing environment brings would be enough to ruin her until she was a single woman in her mid thirties.

I’m not about to sit here and say that 100% of the reason Natalia was egoless was because she never went clubbing. I’m also not prepared to say that all girls that go clubbing are affected by the constant validation they receive or that you can’t find genuinely nice girls inside the world’s most superficial clubs, but I am confident in saying that nightclubs poison women.

- Gavin Madden