Okay, so being as I really don't care about how anyone's day went besides my own I'm going to go out on a limb and guess that no one wants to hear about my lame day in a cubicle. Instead I'm going to write about something everyone cares about: booze (or, more accurately, places in which one acquires booze). There are many places where one can go to buy alcohol, however when you don't have any friends in a new city and you live with people you've met on the Internet, it's easy to find yourself at a bar. This is one of the worst ideas you could have.
Bars after college are weird, for a lot of reasons but mainly because people who go to bars in DC are either in college (with the vomit on their shirt to prove it) or in the midst of a mid-life crisis (with the leather jacket to prove it). There is no room for the 22 year old semi-professional, college wannabe within these establishments. College kids can sense that you're not one of them and therefore that you are lame. Old people want to lure you into their life of oldness but you don't want to be them...you're too cool for them (or so you think). So now what do you do? I can think of three options:
a. Make friends—then go to the bar. People who travel in groups of people they already like tend to have a more successful experience. (Note: This is not easy, especially if you are not cool or likeable.)
b. Sit at home and wait until your old enough to fit in with the midlife crisis crowd.
c. Ignore this warning—you will often fail at having fun, but at least you will be drunk.
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