The Lone Time Traveller

Ever since my 18th birthday everyone has told me that I just have to go clubbing because it’s so much fun. I tried it two nights ago. It seemed dull and monotonous, the only entertainment being the small segments of pointless drunken conversation that could be heard every once in a while.

Can anyone explain to me how wandering around town, looking for a place with not too long a line and not too many people inside, late at night while drunken people run around doing things such as pulling their pants down in the middle of the street and creepy old people attempt to hit on younger people, is fun?

Because seriously, I’d love to know why this is considered fun.