Don't judge me just because we met in a nightclub: A Gen Z's plea

They say don’t judge a book by its cover, but some men are out here judging women by where they met them.

This is a story about how men perceive women they meet in clubs and whether those perceptions affect how they treat them when things evolve into something more than one night of fun.

Do men secretly question that woman’s character?

Some say a good partner is found in church but if that's your only metric, then you’ve got jokes.

Let me share a personal experience. I once met a guy at a popular entertainment spot in Nakuru. For me, it was just another night out. My girls and I were there to unwind and catch a vibe.

Then I noticed him.

We danced a bit, nothing too serious. But I caught him checking me out more than once. Our eyes locked in that kind of silent way that says ‘I like you’. You know what I’m talking about.

By the time we were leaving, we had exchanged contacts. Fast forward, we became friends. We would hang out, talk, vibe. Things seemed fun.

Then one day, while we were chilling, he let something slip.

“You know my friend, the one who was with me at the club when we met?” he says casually. “He warned me not to talk to you. He said you might be a twilight lady.”

Goodness gracious!

In my mother’s eyes, I’m a beloved daughter. At my workplace, a respected journalist. I may not have a church background, but that doesn’t make me any less worthy of respect.

To think that some men will judge a woman simply because of where they meet her? It’s disgusting.

Beyond that, your character is what determines whether you’re a good person, not your gender, job, and certainly not the location where we first crossed paths.

 “Owing to the opinion you and your friend had on my character, I hope your next find isn’t in a club and if it is, don’t speak to her if you don’t like where you met her,” I tell him, my ego injured.

Seeking validation. I ask him what he told his friend in response to the assassination of my character.

Man went mute!