I’m going to night clubs and sometimes I send people raiding them lol.
I think the number of times I've been to a night club in my life can be counted on less than both my hands. It was a very long time ago,and only because college or work associates really pushed me to go.
For as much of an introverted nerd as I can be, I love a lot of club music, so I'd go for some of the music and to dance (about as gracefully as an elephant that's been hit with a tranquilizer dart.)
I'm not a drinker, so I would wind up being the designated driver (which was ok -- at least I knew people got home safe) -- and at the actual club, I'd wind up being a makeshift counselor.
I just remember two distinct times -- once when a guy was telling me about his wife of 8 years who'd just left him; and another guy said his dad was a pastor and completely overbearing, so he had been trying to get away God (as had been taught to him) all his life.
Guys at clubs don't want to take me home (which is a good thing, but they actually have their eyes on my friends) -- they just want to tell me their problems.
To be honest, in a way, I kind of miss it, as it had a way of at least making me feel useful at the time.