This is the first post on this site where I try to explain what a bad day looks like for me. It’s actually the first day bad day I wrote about after I started to track my happiness. I want to show you how I tracked my happiness on this day, and what influenced my happiness rating. There is a perfectly logical reason for this particular day to be a bad day. The post title might have spoiled it already, but I hate clubs. Let me repeat that: I HATE CLUBS.
And what did I do on this particular day? You might have guessed it: I went to a club…
Below is the data that I entered in my personal happiness tracking journal. This is how I rated my happiness on this day.
|Date||December 21st, 2013|
|Comment||Mom and Dad are with my sister in England, so I have to take care of the house and pets. It’s alright. I just made a big stack of spaghetti. I’m loving it.|
I woke up this morning with a massive hangover. Spent yesterday night drinking with the guys from school. It was alright. It was interesting to get to know these guys a little better. They all think it’s amazing that I’m going to New Zealand to finish my Bachelor’s. I think some of them want to go instead lol. Should I feel bad now?
But this morning was pretty bad unfortunately. Therefore, I spent most of the day just relaxing/doing nothing. Did some groceries, made some music, and did some basic exercises in my room. Still not really seeing the results there… Bummer. Lol.
Anyway, I’m NOT looking forward to tonight. I’m first going to a birthday, after which we will continue the night in a club. And I’m the designated driver… Well, I guess I don’t really mind, after waking up with the hangover this morning. Anyway, off I go!
Edit (comments from the next day):
Went to the birthday yesterday. What a shitty night. The birthday was pretty boring in the first place. But at midnight, we all left to go to the club, and I was driving (yaaay…). We entered the club at 1:15 AM(!) It was the first reminder of why I HATE clubs. This was the last time if it were up to me… The music is extremely loud, your sleep cycle is ruined, the mornings are shit, headaches, annoying people in general… Need I go on?
Oh, and I should add here that my girlfriend actually LIKES this. She’s having the most fun, while I’m just generally annoyed at everything. And since the music is too loud, our communication gets worse, and we get annoyed at each other… It pisses me off. In short: It was a shitty night.
I only slept 4 hours…
|Positive factors||Friends, Exercising|
|Negative factors||Club, Relationship, Hangover|
So on this given day, I valued my life a 5,0, on a scale from 1 to 10. This is pretty shit. The average happiness rating of December, 2013 was 7,59, as calculated in the monthly happiness report.
The comments on my happiness rating should tell you the story. My day would have been alright if I didn’t go clubbing. Have I mentioned already that I hate clubs? Probably. Let me explain why.
I Hate Clubs
Let me start this section by apologising. I apologise for the rant that this is going to be.
Secondly, I want to explain what kind of person I am. I am an introvert. Communicating with people usually costs me energy. It’s not that I don’t want to, but I sometimes simply prefer not to. Especially under circumstances which are not optimal. Look, I love socialising with my friends, over a beer in a quiet bar. I just don’t want to have to scream like a maniac to be heard. If it’s too crowded, I will get annoyed.
Since we got that out of the way, let’s dive right into the rant of why I hate clubs. I actually put some decent effort into this, and made a list to increase the readability here! Edit: the list is ordered randomly.
1. Clubs are too crowded
One of the biggest reasons why I hate clubs is that they are almost always overcrowded. It seems like club owners are desperate for customers, so they don’t care about limits. It seems like that to me, anyway. I always feel like I’m paying an entrance fee for a sardine-in-a-tin-box simulator. If you want a beer at the bar, you best prepare for a bumpy road, as you’ll probably have to squeeze yourself through dozens of “dancing” people. To make things worse, your glass will already be half-empty (I’m not the half-full kind of person when it comes to clubs…) when you get back to your friends. Is this what joy is supposed to feel like?
2. Music is too loud
The music is always too loud. Not only does that make it impossible to have a normal talk, it also irrevocably damages your hearing. Don’t get me wrong, I like music and like to play it loud. But almost every club takes this too far.
Most of the clubs don’t care about acoustics or audio quality. They mostly just care about a “killer bass”. As a result, the bass is almost always extremely loud. This destroys your eardrums. Also, it’s the reason why you virtually have to scream to the person standing next to you in order to have some sort of communication. I find it all very difficult, and it has an extremely negative effect on my happiness.
“This destroys your eardrums”
You probably remember the times when you went to bed while still hearing a constant ringing, buzzing or roaring in your ear. Well, congratulations: you have irrevocably damaged your ears. It happened to me as well, on multiple occasions. I hate it, and want to make sure it never happens to me again. That’s why I bought earplugs, which I will always wear when I am forced to go to another crowded club again.
In my case, the loudness of the music also effected my relationship with my girlfriend on this day. Simple conversations were nearly impossible, which resulted in irritations and arguments. It further decreased my happiness on this day.
3. Everything is overpriced
This one is pretty straightforward. I like a drink now and then, and
like need to have a couple when I’m at a club. Please don’t blame me. Being slightly intoxicated helps me with dealing with the items mentioned on this list. However, if you’re not already tipsy before entering the club, you are going to take a financial hit. This can be different for each person, but I think we can all agree that you pay almost double the standard price for just about everything.
So imagine this: I go to a club, and pay the $10 entrance fee. I am not yet tipsy, so I want to drink maybe 6 beers (I’m being conservative here…). That means I have to pay at least another $20 for drinks. I consider $30 for a night at a club relatively cheap. I usually spent way more. But let’s just consider that I pay $30 for the entire night. Do I think that’s worth it? Hell no. I could be doing so much other stuff that I actually like. That same $30 can buy me a nice dinner, a nice day at a park with my girlfriend or a gift for someone’s birthday. These are all things that provide me with more happiness. I would therefore much rather spent my $30 somewhere else!
4. Drunk people can be a pain in the ass
The club is usually filled with drunk people. This is not always a bad thing. But over time, I have learned the following:
Dealing with people who are more drunk than you are yourself is a pain in the ass. Some of them get very aggressive, while others get a little touchy. Most of the times, this is just annoying. I have described this in psuedo code:
If Drunkenness(Random_person) > Drunkenness(Myself) Then “…You’re going to have a bad time”
I’m slightly joking here, of course. But I find there is some truth to this. Some drunk people can simply be extremely annoying. But at the same time, they always seem to be having a great time. A possible solution to this issue is to just make sure you are the most drunk person at the club. This is not something I recommend, mainly due to paragraph 3 and 6 on this list.
5. A lot of people get “territorial”
I don’t know if I’m crazy here, but a lot of people get very territorial in clubs. Especially the men. I might be exaggerating, but please bear with me here:
Almost all the single men in clubs are looking for a fun night with some stranger. These guys are all on the lookout for their next “mission”. On the other hand, most of the men that are in an active relationship are – fiercely – protecting their partner from said single ‘hunters’. This results in the club feeling like some kind of competition at times.
What happens next: I bump into some guy while squeezing my way to the bar (as explained in paragraph 1). I tell him I’m sorry and try my best to present myself as a friendly person. The other dude doesn’t buy it, and thinks of me as one of his foes. As a result, he gives me some passive-aggressive look or flips me off. Fun!
6. The morning after is always shit
If I haven’t made myself clear with paragraphs 1 to 5 yet, I’ll say it again: I hate clubs.
If you are among the persons that isn’t that bothered by the previous reasons, you will still have to deal with reason 6. The mornings after a night at the club are always shit.
“I’ll never drink again”
You either wake up sleep deprived, or with a massive hangover. If your unlucky, you will wake up with both! You must have heard the phrase “I’ll never drink again”. You might have said it yourself multiple times already. In that case, your happiness was negatively influenced by your excessive alcohol consumption. Wouldn’t you be much happier if you didn’t go to the club at all?
In my case, I remember that I woke up feeling very tired the next day. Luckily, I was the designated driver, so I didn’t wake up with a hangover as well. It would have made things much worse. But the tiredness further decreased my happiness, as you can see in the monthly happiness report for December, 2013.
So what were the key happiness factors on this day? I determined my Friends and Exercising as the positive factors on my happiness rating. If it weren’t for these factors, my happiness rating would probably be even lower than a 5,0!
I determined the club as the main negative factor here. This can not be a surprise at this point, since I have made it pretty clear that I hate clubs. Due to the club and all its bullshit, my relationship was also a negative factor on my happiness. Finally, I have added a Hangover as another negative impact on my happiness. I woke up with a hangover from the night before. It has nothing to do with the club, but it still negatively impacted my happiness on this day.
I want to stop it here. Please accept my sincere apologies for this giant rant.
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Bad days: In the ‘Bad days’ post series, I will highlight some of the worst days of my life. Not just any days, but the days where I tracked the lowest happiness ratings. I will detail some of the journal entries and happiness ratings on specific below-average days. The goal of this series is to show you how exactly I am tracking my happiness. In a best case scenario, it inspires you to determine the added value of tracking happiness and therefore start for yourself.