Ivy League......... eff that.

So last night i found myself at a party composed only of people that went to an Ivy League school ( Harvard, Princeton, Yale blah blah blah). Evidently in New York, and probably everywhere, they are a tight knit group. It was odd, i had a good time but it was just odd. I never think i am going to be able to relate to people, it is total self-absorbtion to the max. So in a million years i never thought that i would be able to have a conversation with a bunch of investment bankers from Harvard that would hold my attention; but i did. But anyway that was that. This guy friend of mine Dana got thrown out of the club we were at last night and here is how it went.

Helene: look at this lighter ( the flame was big and blue. it was cool)
Dana: look at this napkin ( HUGE FLAMES COMING FROM THE NAPKIN!!!!).
Me and Shane: cool.
Security Guards: what the hell do you think you are doing?
Dana: lighting a cigerette with a napkin.
Security Guards: you can't f%&^ing do that.
Dana: you can't?
Security Guards: ( grab Dana by the arms forcfully and escort him out of the club)
Dana: this is cool i was going to leave anyway.

extremly funny night all around. and i danced and i liked it.