|NO BEER, NO DANCE, NO DATE (standard:adventure, 503 words)|
|Author: CAROL NATUKUNDA||Added: Apr 22 2004||Views/Reads: 1890/1||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A bunch of us do something like boozing,,,,coz we want to please our friends,,,we dont want to be left out of our company!!|
NO BEER, NO DATE NO DANCE By Carol Natukunda The other weekend found me with nothing more exciting to do so I wandered off to TLC.It was proving to be one of those quiet evenings down town Kampala. (At least for a bunch of Arsenal guys who had lost to Man-U.) But as I approached George Street, there was a wonderful tension that seized me. Car horns were bleating, shoes clattering to the entrance, to the supposedly 'Tender Loving Care.' (Of course it's not about the music group). Everyone was in a reluctant mood, in unison for this one night of the week. There were hunks holding on tightly to their babes' hands, as if they were preventing them not to be pulled away by a loner. And then they were smiling, laughing and humming to the tune of the music. For a start, I got myself a soda to feel in place like everybody else. Then I sat next to the entrance with lots of friends. In an hour though, everybody had ordered for a beer, wine or something of the sort. Never mind whether I also did likewise. Many of us would not dare get out of step from our company anyway. A couple entered and the gentleman ordered for two beers. The lady however did not probably feel like she wanted to taste anything like booze. "Drink or be left out," shouted the gentleman. "No drink, no dance, no date." Ultimately, there was little option to ignore the drink. Kelly, for that's her name, finally took the Nile. To refuse it would have meant cancellation of the whole date. Then this got me thinking. In a hang out place like TLC, when you decline to a beer, you are accused of keeping to yourself, more than necessary. Because of social pressure, boozing seems the thing to do. It's probably not because one is thirsty or likes the taste of alcohol or the smell of it. But simply because a lot of us don't want our friends to think we are queer. "There's lack of conviction to be different," says one Beth. It seems a natural desire to be congenial, with a group one is hanging out. A soda, or mineral water is only taken to dilute the liquor so one does not get over drunk. It a big challenge to stick to your stand, thought. The one, who suggested liquor to you in vain, would have to think twice next time. It would perhaps earn you some respect. Although it may be a good decision to act differently, once in a while, we probably must put out of our minds that 'rigid moment' and follow suit to the rest of our friends. One thing is certain though. By the wee hours of the morning, all the money will have been spent. And the hangover even requires you to do even more queer things the next day. But before the hung out day, nothing is spent yet. Is it worth it? Tweet
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