The Jazz Bar
And so it was the Jazz Bar last night. Went with 10 people. 2 girlfriends & their husbands, one friend(F.) & his wife, 2 male friends(S. & W.), & one girl & one guy I don't know but who are obviously going out together or something.
We had our dark corner. A compartment with 3 huge couches on each wall & two tables & 2 chairs infront of each couch.
Everyone knows how it is with couples. Physically they are within the group but they end up talking & dancing with each other & living in their own world. So I ended up with the two single guys. Me on the couch, them on the two chairs.
Spent the first 30 min or so in silence. Was enjoying the music & trying to relax without smoking although I did bring my pack just incase. Wasn't really listening to them. Kept giving them blank faces everytime they talk to me. Couldn't really relax. So in the end I gave up & decided to have my first cigarette of the day.
Instant effect. After not smoking all day, I guess the cigarette made me relax too much. And the atmosphere too. Half dark, nice music. Basically I fell asleep sitting there on the couch. Was out for something like 15 min. Then I open my eyes & find S. & W. laughing their heads off at me. So I started laughing too.
The two of them immediately started teasing me about K. being away & having withdrawal symptoms, saying I should come on cheer up it was only a week. Then they moved on to flirting outrageously & everytime I would be shocked they would tell me that they know K. is away & what I need is male attention & they're just trying to be good friends making sure I have everything I need etc...
S. is Egyptian & W. is Lebanese so somewhere along the road they got into an argument about who were the bigger flirts Egyptian men or Lebanese men. They started trying to outdo each other - the target being me - flirting, fighting over who gets to sit next to me or to light my cigarette, or get my drink, blowing me kisses
At first it was really cute & funny. Thought it was sweet of them to try to make me laugh.
But at some point they got completely out of hand. Don't know what was wrong with me. Too sleepy?Too depressed to get into a fight over small things?Too high on nicotine & caffaeine & nerves?Just couldn't be bothered. It was a public place. They weren't going to actually touch me or anything so who cares.
Then F. sent me sms asking if I was baskar 3aree7a.Made me laugh but when I looked at him he didn't look happy so I guess he wasn't joking. Then one of my girlfriends sent me sms that she wants to talk to me in the bathroom. So I went in there & she let me have it using every Syrian curse you can imagine. Lik el3amma sho mastooola allah yakhdik. My favorite Syrian/Lebanese word is 'Lik El3amma' btw. Use it all the time. But I didn't like it at that particular moment. In that particular context. She was going on about how I was letting the guys get away with too much & now I'll never be able to control them again etc....Just walked out on her. Couldn't be bothered with that either.
So I got the message. People weren't happy. Don't know why everyone was picking on me & not on the guys.But it wasn't worth trying to figure it out. Came back from the bathroom & went to sit with my other friend & her husband.Playing fifth wheel appeared to be the order of the day.
This morning another fight with my Syrian friend who called me at work. It seems she thinks the worst thing I did last night was fall asleep on the couch. She doesn't think I looked decent at all. She went on about my attitude & my body language having been all wrong & sending mixed signals etc...that if I was too tired to go out & take care of myself I should've stayed home etc...Am trying to accept criticism here but she did get more than a bit harsh. Think she was angry because her husband said something about me & she doesn't want her husband to get a bad impression about her friends. Especially since am Morrocan & Morrocan girls don't have the best reputation in UAE. But she didn't actually say that.
To cut off the tirade I asked her what she thinks I should do now. She said I should get my bro to beat the guys up. Thank God she was joking about that!Apparently she thinks I should have a talk with the guys & tell them they were out of line & force them to apologize & not mix with them for a while. All of which I'll agree to. Just not today. Not feeling up to it at all.
Infact I got 2 missed calls from S. but didn't pick up. Tomorrow I'll call him & tell him what she said. Or maybe the day after tomorrow.
Am vaguely aware that I probably didn't behave very well last night. Am sorry for embarrassing my friend infront of her husband. But why doesn't any of this seem terribly important?
She's right. I am mastoola. After my great social success last night I think that from now I'll just go out on my own. If I go out at all.