Tuesday, January 01, 2008
Welcome to ought-eight
For new years; Megan and Lily said they were wearing dresses. I said I had a blazer and a hat.
I forgot my hat.
At McMinnimans; the kitchen was out of food and I think one or all of the servers hated us.
I don't know what we did to make them mad.
We went to a bar that was filled with old people.
Bob Sutherlan sang us a song with ukulele accompaniment.
The TV in the bar was showing the ball dropping in Time Square.
It was still one hour until midnight.
We decided to go elsewhere.
Lily and Greg "shotgunned" cans of Bush Light.
A couple at the bar was inspired and "shotgunned" beers of their own.
An old man at the bar made lewd comments to Megan.
In an attempt to thwart the old mans advances; Megan said I was her boyfriend.
This had little effect on discouraging the old mans inappropriate comments.
I don't know how many times I had to say "get lost you dirty old man, this be my woman!"
He eventually left.
Dancing and New Years festivity insued.
We all made spectacular-yet-unattainable New Years resolutions.
Oh wait, no we didn't.
Labels:
bad customer service,
beer,
lies,
theme parties
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