Recapping
Alright. I wasn’t able to actually update the blog on time, seeing as how I was super drunk and all. :D
It started off with a simple "Hey, let’s get a beer after work" from Ben. He was going to go see a movie, and while I didn’t feel in a movie mode… I offered to help him kill an hour. As we were walking out the building to The Shamrock Club, I mentioned that I thought there was a one in five chance we’d still be sitting at the bar by 9:30 PM.
Lucky day.
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| A shot of round 2. Ben warms up with a Corona and some Tequila. Batter up!
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| This is somewhere around 7:30 PM I’d guess. No guy with a $1,000 chair this time, unfortunately. Although one guy did stop in who had some weird electric type of foot scooter thing. I complimented him on the contraption, hoping that I might be able to get a pic of me riding the thing. But I never even got the time of day. Ah well.
To console myself, I continued drinking. :|
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| Ben, next to Jake, our bartender. What a fucking pitching arm on this guy! I liked this guy a great deal, and he was incredibly kind to us.
Earlier in the night, he had taken Ben’s order for a Corona. A bit of time passed by, but nothing eggregious or anything. He rushes outside, apologizes for forgetting Ben’s beer, and gives it to him on the house. I expect we’ll be back there on Mondays, and I expect to be treating him right. Not long after this, we stumbled to the train. All told, I had about three healthy double shots of Jim Beam. Somewhere, deep down, I think my liver knew. |
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