I’m standing in line outside of the bar waiting my turn in line to go inside, and I notice a group of girls waiting in front of me, each one of them holding on tight to themselves and shivering uncontrollably. I’m a little cold, but not nearly as much as these, what look to be pre-teen, girls seem to be. I glance at my friends to see if they are cold, and as I expected, they were fine.

My friends and I weren’t dressed in oversized coats or big bulky sweaters in order to keep warm. We were, however, dressed appropriately for the weather. Not like these clueless girls before us. I made a mental note of what month it is-November. What is the temperature? Probably somewhere in the low 50’s. For a second I was confused because I wasn’t quite sure if I heard the weather guy earlier that day correctly. Oh, that’s right! It’s in the middle of fall, nearing toward winter. Phew! For a minute there, I thought that it was still summer, judging by how the nearly naked girls standing in front of me were dressed.
 

So, of course, when they turned around and looked at me with frozen faces and chattering teeth, while hugging themselves ever-so-tightly, I just gave them a well deserved, “ha-ha, I’m warm and you’re an idiot” smirk. Do they really think that I, or anyone else is going to sympathize for them if they are dressed as though they were headed to a beach party? Yeah, I didn’t think so.
 

It was at this time that I wished I had in my possession some small, hand-held calendars that I could distribute among them so that they could be “in the loop” of what month or season it was. That, or a print out of the night’s temperature and weather conditions. Because let’s be fair, maybe they really didn’t know. Yeah, kind of like I don’t know what my last name is. COMMON SENSE PEOPLE!
 

Even if they didn’t get the chance to check the weather, you would think that once they stepped outside of their house, they would have realized how cold it was and then might have made the bright decision to go back in and change…or maybe not. Obviously, these girls didn’t get the memo.
 

Aside from the fact that they were dressed for summer weather, their outfits reminded me of a movie I’ve watched. What was it again? Oh, “Pretty Woman”. You know when they show the hookers on the sidewalk dressed in barely-there, spandex crap? Yeah, I had an instant flashback to those scenes. I’m not calling these girls hookers-I mean, I would never…just saying that they reminded me of some I saw in a movie, that’s all.
 

Let’s be practical, shall we? If it is cold outside, we dress accordingly and/or WEAR A JACKET! These girls didn’t even have on a jacket. If they wore one, then all the guys (that weren’t looking, I might add) couldn’t see their stomach-baring, fabric thin as toilet paper, outfits. That would be tragic, wouldn’t it?
I guess I just don’t understand this situation since I was taught that if it’s cold enough for snow, you don’t wear a bikini. But maybe that’s just me.
 

Maybe I am the one “out of the loop” here and I didn’t get the memo that read, “It’s that time of year, folks! Get ready for snow, snowmen, hot chocolate, your best mini skirt and halter top!”
 

Just a tip: The next time you all are planning a night out, check the weather before you dress. It’s as simple as opening the front door and stepping outside. You don’t have to have the weather channel to do this! If I see any of you out wearing similar ensembles as these ridiculous girls on a cold night, don’t look to me, or anyone else for that matter, for sympathy when you’re so cold your knees are knocking, because that’s your own dumb fault.
 

Just for those of you who may not know or remember, here’s a little reminder: It’s November, NOT JULY!