Clubbing
Specifically indie/alternative/rock clubs. For what is meant to be an alternative to the 'no jeans, no trainers' type clubs, there seems to be a huge (albeit unspoken) emphasis on "looking the part". If you're not wearing the tightest jeans known to man, have just the right hairstyle or hanging around with your identical looking friends doing that pathetic self-conscious half dance, you've "no right in being there".

The bar staff will treat you with contempt, and generally ignore you for not being cool, preferring to serve that prick with the winkle-pickers over you. The 'cool' punters will glare at you, almost as if they pity you for just not being as cool as them. They will tut at you because when a song comes on that you like, you want to enjoy it and have a bit of a drunk dance (a song you like being played in these clubs is now so few and fare between, you feel obliged to cherish it that little bit more).

It therefore pleases me greatly to see the cool kids (almost always called tarquin, rupert, charles or something stupid) being violently ill because they couldn't handle their overpriced watered down alcohol as much as they thought they did.
(wayneofthedead Dale Winton was my dad, Fri 16 Oct 2009, 22:53, 3 replies)

Hmmm
As a member of a club known for its elitist dress code, I kind of agree with you. However, the club I go to has had its fair share of tracksuit clad wankers in there, who end up starting fights.

I've also seen trackie clad people in there pilled up and the coolest people you know; they just want to check out the other end of the 'dance' music spectrum.

The risk is sometimes too much.
( Methylene Blue - electrohead, Sat 17 Oct 2009, 1:14, closed)

I don't get it
Why don't you just go somewhere else?
( Spunk Murphy Tchaikovsky is a synonym for fanny, apparently, Sat 17 Oct 2009, 2:22, closed)

damn Tarquin and Rupert those two twats ruin everything.
(Bludfoot rushing out since, Sat 17 Oct 2009, 4:50, closed)