There’s a clear difference between Alpha males and a pack douche bags. The first genre is assertive and confident, the other has a obvious mental retardation and typically uses Axe body spray. As a normal human being, the difficulty in going out in LA is that at times you have to confront these degenerates. Most of you guys and gals know what that experience is like. You’re leaving the bar with your lady and all you’re thinking about is sobering up a little so you can show her a good time. As you’re exiting, your girl gets a barrage of some douche’s poetic lexicon. “Why you leaving with that fag baby? How about you come with me and we can…” (I think you get it). Typically the Kinko’s employee that just mouthed off would never mess with a potential client like that, but he feels empowered by the eight other douches behind him. He turns around and gives them all high fives, proud of being the most outspoken of the group.
Being a male, you want to grab the douche by his shirt and beat his face in. But the problem with that is there’d be the inevitable brawl and you would probably not be getting laid that evening. It’s just one of those moments where you shouldn’t be brought down to their level. In reality, the douche did nothing but be himself. So you get into the cab with your girl and forget all about it.
Moral of the story, if you find yourself standing outside a club with your friends and decide it would be funny to insult strangers as they walk out, take a step back and realize you’re being a giant douche. Instead of doing that, just go home and get some rest. You probably have a busy day of watching “The Best of MMA Fighting” in the morning.
I saw these guys at Joyce the other night…..