It's basically a piece of **** club that requires black people to dress in clothes so tight that they look like emos, but white people and others can dress loose with no complications. I went to the club last night, abiding by the dress code. I had my t shirt tucked in these extremely tight boot cut pants I was wearing to get in. But the guy asked me to untuck my t-shirt to check to see if even an inch of my boxers was showing. I did, but consequently it pulled up my boxers in the process. Image that.
Something I suspect the guy knew would happen if you can even add 2 + 2 together. So the guy straight up denies my passage. I ask him if to give me a second to fix myself, after all, you JUST asked me to pull my shirt out of my pants so of course I'm going to looked flustered for even second. But the guy doesn't care. Once he's denied me he doesn't want to see me again that night, even if I fix myself up or change my clothes, AGAIN. So, whatever, I usually take **** like this in stride, which I shouldn't because I've been the constant target of bullies my enitre freaking life. But it's also my friends birthday that night (he's white btw), just turning 21, and he doesn't want to go into the club unless I can get in. So, in the end, our night's a total bust, and I feel bad for it, though I shouldn't. However, I do, and I'm stressed, especially because I've been taking **** like this from jerks like that for my entire life without striking back. This time, I don't want to quietly walk away and hope karma smacks him in the rear saddle. This time, I want to become an annoyance and let those individuals know I'm pissed. That's all I'm saying.