Not a Good Night Out

Last night was the sixth time I have gone out enfemme and it was the worst ever. Sorry for the long story but I have to vent. I don't spend hours of my time getting ready to have to deal with dangerous, violent, and threatening behavior from nutty people. Anyway, I get ready by shaving my entire body again, fixing up my eyebrows a little bit, and I put on a cute green dress which really shows the shape of my body and it cuts off above the knees so it shows my shaved legs. I also wore my 4" heels which are still something to get used to. As before, I was heading to a TG-friendly club. This is a club with a lot of gay men as well as MTF transgender people. Most of the TGs are actually transsexuals and some have had breast implants, some the SRS, but most fully pre-op with no surgeries at all. There are also crossdressers and drag queen performers who put on a drag show for the audience. There are very few GGs there.

I wasn't feeling good earlier that day and was considering canceling Britney's night out but as the sun started going down, I began to feel better so I decided to go ahead with it. Well, I almost didn't make it to the club because some drunk or drugged person was walking down the middle of a major street who I nearly ran over with my car at 45 mph. The idiot wasn't even crossing the street, he was walking down the middle of the lane. That sure would have ruined the night had I hit him. So I get to the club and the crowd was not healthy both physically and mentally. A large number of the other TGs are there working the bar for the purposes of prostitution. Most of the men were extremely unattractive, overweight, and were at least 50 years of age or older. I am in my early twenties. I'm constantly having to ward off these sickos who want to start feeling up my legs. On the bright side, I was able to strike up a couple of intelligent conversations with a couple of guys who were of course much older and in their 50s. They were not trying to pick me up so that was fine.

Then there were these two T-girls in the women's room who were acting crazy and were aggressively trying to find out how I padded my breasts and I told them not to touch my outfit and they even try to block the door to keep me from leaving. Turns out five minutes later, they start beating each other up and get thrown out of the bar. I got tired of the beer I was having and didn't even finish it. A male friend I have seen there a few times was interested in dating me for the night. So I agreed to bring him to his place. I figured maybe something good for the night would happen. Yet, I cannot even leave the bar with him without all the other T-girls watching and getting jealous and causing problems. So I told him to just keep a low profile so nobody would think anything was up. As 2:15 am approached and they were getting everyone out of the bar, a couple of T-girls whom I've known before insisted I give them a ride to another bar. No matter how many times I say "No" they get aggressive and almost threatening. I already did the smart thing by parking several blocks away from the bar so nobody would see me leave and so I could slip to it when needed.

So finally I have to watch for when the "coast is clear" and I told him where the car was parked and had him go first and then I followed second. While no bar patrons saw me leave, a bunch of "clients" for these prostitutes begin to circle the bar in their ghetto pickup trucks probably thinking I'm a prostitute. It takes less than one minute to get to the car yet immediately there are a whole line of trucks following me and then making U-turns and repeating the process over and over. Once I make it to the car, they then pull over and just sit in their trucks watching. So I take him to his place and we go inside but then from the parking lot to the door, I have to battle my way through endless crackheads and bums wanting a handout. Welcome to Phoenix, Arizona. Anyway, long story short on this sub-story but we fooled around a little bit but I felt kind of bad because things with us just didn't click as well as they should have and I believe that I was the one mostly to blame. I was very moody the whole night and I think I disappointed him because I didn't stay long and I told him I'm not going to be dressing up enfemme anymore for awhile and I am also going to stay away from the bar also for awhile. He didn't seem upset or anything but could tell that I was experiencing the bad energy of the night in general.

The worst part of it all came when I pulled into my apartment complex expecting an empty parking lot and a place I could go to for some peace and quiet. Instead, there was a 20-man fight in the parking lot. Literally. Multiple fights were taking place with multiple people in all directions. Beer bottles were being thrown and blood was flying. Here I am crossdressed and cannot even get out of the car and to my apartment without having to go through these sick animals. In addition, there were dozens of onlookers who were equipped with bags of potato chips and cans of beer enjoying the fight and cheering various members on. I was concerned that someone might throw a bottle at me and at this point I was really POed. I didn't care whether or not they all knew that I was a guy in a dress. I got out of my car and walked right through them and past them with a purse in my right hand and a pistol pointed downward in my left hand and I made sure they all saw the gun. Not very lady-like but I really didn't care at that point. I went in my apartment and called the cops and quickly changed into my guy clothes and removed the makeup. Numerous people were arrested but interestingly enough since I could also see it from my apartment window, as soon as they saw the gun, all of the onlookers immediately left the area and the fight for the most part was breaking up at that point. So I guess a crazy lady drove them off. The police had no problems with my actions even though the criminals told them about the gun.

So much for a night out. I am new still to crossdressing and want to go out and have a good time but it seems like there is never any normalcy. Just idiots, drunks, crazies, and troublemakers everywhere. I am not a prostitute and I am not looking for trouble. I just want to have fun, meet intelligent people and have good conversation, and maybe have some level of intimacy. I'm not sure where that can be found or if it can be found. I live in the fifth largest U.S. city and all I seem to see is cultural bankruptcy in every direction. Likewise, I shouldn't have to feel like my life is in danger when I get dressed up. It's horrible! :thumbsdn:

WOW!! That is really crazy... I just go out by myself... to the mall or shopping or dining, movies.... or to a local casino and never have had a bad experience or any experience like you had........

and I wonder why I don't go clubbing????....I'll stick to the shops, parks and beaches I think? I prefer to be nowhere alcohol is really

Once in a while we have a bad nite. I've had soooo many good nites, they far out weigh the bad ones. I bet at the club you went to, most of the other girls were hookers. In those situations, they usually don't like us cause we give it away free - more or less. This cuts into their potential profits for the nite. For many of those girls that is their only source of income. Of course they will be over protective. They were sizing you up (and almost feeling you up) to see what you had to offer (potential clients). They might have tried to follow you to scare you off from returning. Be glad you got home safe. Try a different place next time.

Gen

Wow,... sounds like you may consider moving out.... how about someplace a little more um,.. laid back?

:)
jenn

Check out this group: http://www.tgharmony.com/ .

I don't live in your area, so I can't endorse this organization, but from its website it looks like a much healthier place to start.

Wow! I think it's time for you to move.

Wow, I've never had anything that was even close to your night out.

That sounded like an episode from a TV show. Except on TV, it would have happened to a GG, instead of a TV! Lol

I have no suggestions for u, just for me. "Stay in your lovely, safe closet!"

Sorry to hear of your horrendous night. I'd say it's time to move and also time to find a different bar to frequent. Hanging out in a bar where the girls are working is just asking for trouble.

Hang in there!

Carol

I think that is the most understated title to a thread ever. Glad you made it through alright, aside from the bad memories that is. :hugs:

Make some friends, and get together in a better environment. Expand your horizons. When I got tired of the bar scene in my younger days, my friends and I would go to the airport and watch planes take off. We would sit in a VW bus,and get ripped. We would wear strange clothing, and talk about everything imaginable. Naturally, there were some hallucinations, but we were among friends, after all. :drink:
Please don't give up. For every nightmare, there are 500 dreams.

One of the first rules of survival whether or not you are wearing a dress is, if you find yourself in a difficult situation get out of there as quickly as possible. Hanging out with the hookers and walking through hostile crowds with a gun are good ways to find trouble.

What a horrendous experience. Sure reinforces why I stay in the mainstream and away from clubs. Just 2 brief incidents in dozens and dozens of outings.

Michelle (Oz)

Maybe you should head over to Mesa and meet up with Bre and her wife. I used to live in Az and never had an experience like that. Wow.

I have been out enfemme hundreds of times and have never experienced anything like that, however I do not go to bars, there is nothing there for me, plus I avoid men, I do not want to be groped by them, and I do not like men, plus when you mix alcohol into the scenerio nothing but trouble will happen. I avoid those places. When I go out enfemme I usually go to stores, such as walmart, K mart, convenience stores, the mall, restaraunts, and friends houses. When I am in Vegas I like going to the casinoes enfemme. I have gone to parks enfemme, and also museums enfemme, and I always have wonderful experiences. The part of your story I do not understand is where you talk about culural bankruptcy, I do realize that may be true, however you were in a place where cultural bankruptcy abounds, that is why I avoid such places. I am surprised that someone had not called the police on the fight at your apartment parking lot, and you do not walk through a crowd with a gun, that is asking to be killed, I am sorry this does not make sense to me, if I drove up to a parking lot brawl, I would have called the police on my cell phone, and I would not have walked through the crowd, no way in hell. :straightface:

My worst night consists of a drunk wanting me to have a drink with him.

And I agree with the others....I go shopping and to the park, or over to spend time with friends. I would move and leave that particular club scene alone.


Emily Ann

I have to agree with a few of the others... You nedd a better apartment!!! So does your male friend!!
I mean having a bad night at a dance club/ bar is one thing, but all the other stuff, is a sign that the neighborhood you and your friend live in are goind downhill.
re-evaluate where you could move to that would at least eliminate the late night fights and having to walk through 'drug Alley' on your way to and from your home.
Lisa E

Thanks for sharing. Makes me feel real good about myself.

I'm with the others that said it may be time to move. The trouble you ran into had nothing to do with cross dressing and everything to do with the palce you went and the place you live. And no, I am not some wealthy person who can afford to just pack it all up and move on a whim either, but it sounds like your risking your life where your at.

I'm also with them, move girl move. To a place where you don't have to carry a pistol with you.

Like I always say: Avoid drunks and darkness. Have days out rather than nights. (And look for a better apartment.)

I really appreciate everyone's advice here. I have discussed the apartment as well as the bar with numerous friends. I have gotten a similar consensus. In terms of the apartment, the general advice has been to either move to a better area or just keep a low profile. I have many friends in apartments who have also seen a lot and unfortunately you can move to a "nicer" place and the same thing happens there. As to bars, many of my friends have said to stay out of them period and that it is better to have get-togethers at the house or in places where alcohol is not the primary tool bringing people in. I really don't understand it all myself. I have to wonder what is happening with people. I appreciate everyone's support and I will take this advice into consideration and make some necessary changes to ensure better safety and enjoyment in life. Obviously, you can't enjoy an evening out when you are having to deal with criminals including the other crossdressers who are running a prostitution enterprise out of a bar. Britney

I am SO GLAD that you are OK!

:rose: Roberta :rose:

I'm sorry that you had a bad experience. Hopefully there won't be one like that for you again. It's always a good idea to go out with a friend and never alone. Hopefully, you won't let this experience keep you from having fun.