Clubs are 100% pure nonsense

That time I decided to follow my friends to a club… super loud kitsch music, weird lights, shoulder-to-shoulder crowd, narrow space where you could barely move, super expensive drinks… I resisted 30 seconds before saying goodbye to the group. No regrets at all. The Monday after: what did you do last weekend? “I dodged some heavy crap”. I don’t understand why people would love to go through such an excruciating pain that makes a root canal with no anesthesia feel like a delicate splash of rose water on the face in comparison.