So, what is a D-A-G? When most people (at least in Australia or New Zealand) hear the term dag, they think of someone who is not terribly attractive or fashionable; as in some one who is a nerd or a geek or a dork.
But is being a dag the same as being a D-A-G?
Well, someone can be both a D-A-G and a dag. They can be both a nerd and someone who is desperate and annoying; though the two don't necessarily have to mean the same thing. For instance, I have met D-A-Gs who are real 'eye-candy' but are still bloody annoying (and even desperate) and I have met some very 'average-looking' but not desperate and annoying because they have enough brains not to be.
Okay then, what is a D-A-G? D-A-G in this instance stands for Desperate Annoying Guy. Us chicks usually run into D-A-Gs when we are out at night, like at a pub, a live gig (concert), or a disco/nightclub. They are often afraid to show they are interested unless they are drunk, and it is only then are they game enough to approach a female, and 9x out of 10 they are *not* our type!!!
I rarely, if ever, go to discoes and nightclubs - but when I have, I get D-A-Gs which have *nothing* in common with me. Often they are of a different nationality, or they have different interests (i.e. in my case, I am guessing they are *not* into Metal or Punk, which is why they are at these discoes or nightclubs). I call them Disco D-A-Gs.
My nightlife (the little nightlife I do enjoy) is usually spent at a Metal or Rock gig, or at a Goth Club. Often, the Goth clubs are usually 'safe' for girls to go to, because they are not so 'male-oriented', and thus have fewer D-A-Gs than other places. Although there are fewer D-A-Gs at Metal gigs than at discoes and clubs, they nevertheless exist. Here are some examples.
D-A-G #1: He is a very well-known face around the Sydney Metal Scene, I have seen him @ nearly every gig I have been to. Not being particularly attractive, he has to try twice as hard as most other guys to get a woman. On two occasions, he asked me if I had found a man yet. The 2nd time, I gave him the number of a well-known dating agency (Telecafe) which was advertised on both TV and in the paper. That time, I cut out the newspaper ad to show him. What I didn't expect was how much umbridge he took when I did hand him the ad. He screwed the ad up and threw it on the ground, saying, 'I don't do this sort of shit, I'm not that Desperate!!! Show it to ***' (the woman standing next to him). She gave him a filthy look. I told him I was trying to help, but he said to me, 'I can find a chick at Newtown' and hailed a cab and went off. I felt a bit guilty, but thought I was trying to help, and was sort of glad he got off my case afterwards.
D-A-G #2: Also @ the Kreator gig, but did not know him. Was a bald guy who went past me and Megan as we were sitting and talking in the pub opposite the Hippo Bar and the Gaelic Club. He said 'good night' to us both and then started stroking my hair like I was a puppy dog. Megan asked me if I was okay, so I said, 'Yes, I'm just glad he touched nothing else!'
D-A-G #3: After the Kreator gig, and also did not know him - but was some old, shrivelled-up 40-something who was *very* drunk and incohesive. Introduced himself as 'Shane', and then started touching my hands. It was getting too weird, so I told him, 'Ooops, I have to leave now', said 'goodbye' to my freinds and then hailed a cab to get home. No wonder not too many chicks go to Metal gigs!!!
D-A-Gs @ Wacken: Went to this very prominent German Heavy Metal festival in 2004. One D-A-G kept blowing in my ear when he spoke (or tried to speak). I think he was a Pom. I ran into him when Motorhead were on the True Metal Stage, and again when some Celtic-type band were playing in the WET stage. The next D-A-G ran into me, while slam dancing during Destruction, when they were on the Black Metal stage; while the last D-A-G (a big fat guy) started tickling me in the ribs just before Saxon were due to come on.
So Guys, if you are reading this (though you are probably too dumb to have a computer anyway) - just think about the affect your behaviour has on others (especially women) at gigs. It is off putting to us when we try to enjoy ourselves at gigs and to enjoy the bands or music and we get some D-A-G like yourself come up and pester us. I have deliberately avoided discoes and nightclubs to avoid your type, and now I find I am copping your type at Metal gigs. If you lot feel the need to get sloshed because you are too shy to approach a girl, well, that is your affair, not mine. But if you are going to get sloshed and out-of-it, then please do it away from me and annoy someone else. Why should those who choose not to drink at Metal gigs be annoyed by the likes of you?
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