Ladies Getting Crazy

It was Saturday night and the MindComet ladies were going out for a night on the town!

The evening started rather tame...our small groups trickled in to Ybor's one by one. Some we didn't expect showed up, and some who were 'sure things' bailed. But we carried on - sipping martini's and chatting amongst ourselves. We even made some new
friends at the next table.

After a few martini's, we gathered our group, took an adventure to add coins to a car meter and headed to Antigua for ladies 80's night. That's when the party really got started...

The drinks were free, the music was pumping and we were dancing. Suddenly, one of my co-workers gave me a dollar..."I'm hot, she's tipping me?" I thought to myself. But no, my ego was dashed when she insisted the money was for the man dancer. (a 'man dancer' is a paid dancer on the stage at a club). We strolled on up, threw dollars at the man dancer and carried on. He looked so hot at the time, but I can tell you from the pictorial evidence that hot he was not!

Now, I'd love to say that the fun continued, but after only one yaggerbomb, my time there was done and the fun continued without me!