I feel like this sometimes...

I don’t have a big intro today. Honestly, I’m just feeling like lately there are a lot of things that I’ve outgrown and I’m just getting too old to deal with. Here are a few things that come to mind since transitioning to the city that never sleeps:

The Club Scene

I learned this after an incident last year. I remember going out once and there was a group of about 4-6 people (more sausage than kitty cat) in line in front of us to get into the club. I thought these eager club goers were dressed for the festivities. One fellow however, who I estimated to be between 28 and 32, was wearing 3-400 dollar sneakers and a non-collared shirt. When the doorman told him he couldn’t get in with the sneakers and shirt, the man threw a fit.  He was enraged that his sneakers didn’t qualify as shoes. And when you piss the doorman off, that ruins it for everybody. It then went from each man must have a chick with him to get in, to only women can get in, to the doors were closed. And during all of this, the upscale sneaker dude kept right on b*tching and pleading to get in. I was turned off already by the strict dress code standards and being in line. While watching him act out and post up in protest on the corner, I couldn’t help but think to myself:

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“Man, I’m way too f*ckin’ old for this.”

I’m all for good times with the people, but I’m at a point in my life where I’ll go somewhere else or go home before I stand in line pleading with the doorman/bouncer about why he needs to admit me into the club/bar/etc. It just isn’t that serious. I really don’t see what the big deal is about getting into the club. I’d rather drink in the crib with friends and partake in other “activities” than be out trying to stunt in line at a club. Just because an event has the grown and sexy label doesn’t mean it’s gonna be full of mature people.

Notches on the belt just to get notches on the belt

Most decent-looking men with any redeeming qualities go through a period where they shatter headboards and spines across the country in a quest to tally up the booty points. I know men well into their 30′s who are taking down body after body after body with no end in sight. I know at least 3 men who’ve had sex with more than 100 women.  Some think that’s disgusting. I think that it’s admirable as long as the person is my friend reckless but that’s their own prerogative. My only question is at what point does it stop? Even at the tender age of 2*, I couldn’t imagine spending all my time chasing after bodies in a quest to be the all-time leading scorer. I’m too old for this.  Next…

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Fighting

Last time I got in a fight was in college. After recognizing that I have uncanny strength when enraged, I decided to avoid fighting unless I truly had no choice. I’ve had friends get attacked and just last weekend I saw someone get shot. It’s not worth it. The older I get, the more substantial the consequences to my actions. When I see things getting heated at a social function, my spidey sense goes off and I leave the scene asap. What I look like going to work as a Black HR professional with scratches and bruises from brawling in the streets? Sh*t, what I look like spending a few nights in jail? I can’t blog from there.

So folks, what do you think about these three examples? Agree or disagree? What other stuff do you think you’re too old to deal with or not deal with at this point in your life? I know everyone has something. Let’s get into it!

Never Too Old to Spoon,