But they can also sometimes be the absolute fucking worst, too.
Sometimes we go for “girls night out” because, let’s be real, these cesspools of booze, sweat and bros aren’t necessarily the worst places to visit when you’re “just looking to party.” Sometimes we go because that clueless person in HR decided a spot like this would make for a good place for an office Christmas party. Sometimes it’s for the girls who at once love and hate those guys right back. Sometimes it’s for the guys who are so easy to love and hate.
