The Real Housewives of Wiregrass Mall

The architects of Wiregrass Mall in Wesley Chapel must have foretold the future of the social network that would inhabit its location.

I assume their conversation would have gone something like this; "We will build a mall right here in the middle of this community where the middle class and rich run amuck. Alas, the women of Wesley Chapel will flock to it."

It is no secret I am a bartender at Prime Bar (The most fun in Wiregrass), and I see and hear it all. During the day, I stand at my bar and serve a few shoppers who come in for a cocktail between shopping to stay cool. Maybe they grab a quick lunch on the way out. Slowly, day turns into afternoon.

Happy Hour is a wonderful invention for the working Joe/Jill, so between 4 and 7pm I see the business attire out for a beverage and an appetizer before retiring for the night. Conversations are mostly about bosses, sports, and, of course, relationship ups and downs.

Fast forward to 10pm. Thursday and Friday night, the band is playing and the drinks are flowing. The once-daytime moms and business women have returned after dark in their finest cougar town attire. The friendly atmosphere has lead to strangers becoming acquaintances. Shots are distributed by the young up and coming men who are attracted to a woman who knows what she wants. The sound of cheering for whatever sports are on in the background add to the excitement.

Fast forward to Saturday night. The DJ is spinning his finest on the ones and twos. Its dark and hot outside and there is a young energy everywhere. The bartenders know what they are doing and the drinks don't stop.

Some cannot help but get up and dance to the music. Wedding rings come off. Cars are left in the parking lot. Happy couples go home together, tipsy. The mess of spilt beer, cigarette butts, and footprints are all that are left when everyone is gone.

Over all, I think it would make for some pretty good reality T.V.