Dramatic monologue
She stands in a crowd in a busy nightclub. The people are dressed in colourful, sparkly club clothes. There is loud music and bright disco lights. She moves to the front of the stage and the music stops, the lights dim and everyone else freezes. She holds in one hand a lit cigarette, in the other a half full pint glass. In her top pocket is a red, cheap lipstick, clearly visible. She addresses the audience.
Girl:
You know what? sometimes I really hate men. Well actually I say sometimes, it's more like all the time. They're a bunch of bastards, every single one of em. I dunno, is it my bad luck? Or am I just a sucker for nobheds? I always seem to attract the worst. God I've been out with a few in my time, criminals, drug addicts, pansies, men who still live at home with they mothers, psychopaths and players. And as you can guess, every single one of them pissed me right off. See that guy over there? (points) he said he loved me, said he wanted to be with me forever, said he couldn't live without me, that life had no meaning without me. And you know what he went and did? woke up one morning and decided he actually felt that way about my best mate……wanker (walks over and pours pint over mans head) I've had enough, you know? Can't deal with the fuckwits anymore. The latest one……ha he was the best manipulating bastard. Said he felt so much for me, said I was the perfect girl for him, loved spending time with me…..yet he just somehow couldn't bring himself to be in a relationship with me. Apparently he has to concentrate on his career, needs to sort his life out….I mean come on, I know men cant multitask but that's ridiculous, surely you can have a relationship and career at the same time? He also banned me from smoking for a while (inhales deeply on cigarette) Ha, have that, nob. I spect he'll be in later, trying his luck with me as always, using the 'I still really care about you line' what a load of bollocks, is what I say. Ah well though right? I spose there's plenty more fish in the sea, I mean there's plenty of men h…. phwoar, (turns and looks at man near to her) Hotty alert, he is FIT (takes out lipstick and applies it liberally to lips, walks over and starts talking to 'Hotty').
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