wilee
01-13-2004, 07:00 AM
I'm not sure what got into me this weekend, maybe it's a little post-holiday stress thing.
I had a meeting at my post beginning at 9am on Saturday. I spent Friday in a bar doing beer, but was't too bad when I left. I had to drop my car off at the mechanic's for some suspension work that night so that they could start on it early when they got in. My friend who was going to the meeting as well picked me up and brought me there.
The meeting ended about 3:30pm, and my friend brought me to pick up my car. I got back to the bar with him, and we started drinking. I closed the place with my friend at 11pm, and went to another nearby bar. I was on a roll and went to Jamesons (with a beer chaser). I know several of the bartenders at this bar and some of the other workers too, so I know that they would look out for me. In fact, in the course of the night, I wound up giving the bartender my keys.
At 2am, the bartender came up and asked how I was, so considering a nearly 10-hour bender, I told her it was up to her. She gave me back my keys. I felt that I could drive, but was pretty sure I'd clear the legal limit. I waited outside for a little while and got a soda from the convenience store then drove home.
The next mornining, I went to Paramus for some stuff and got out of there about 3. I went to Hooters with a couple of friends and started on Bass since they didn't have my usual beer. I drove home from Paramus, threw some laundry in the washer and went out to the bar (same one I ended up in last night). There was a lot of frivolity that night, as the GB fans and Philly fans were going at it. I settled in for another long night. Following the game, several people started playing the jukebox, and I was talking to a friend of mine (she was telling me some stuff about work and a friend she was there with). We got in a few dances and around midnight, they did last call.
My friend talked me into going to another nearby bar, along with about 4 other people (bartenders and workers plus one other). Here I moved on to Rum and Cokes (as they did not have my usual beer, either). Got in some more dances and played (and won) 3 games of pool (poor drunken opponents didn't have a chance). Closed that bar down too.
Two Advils Monday morning a nap on the bus and I was good for work. Reminds me of when I was younger. Good times, good times...
So when's the next bar crawl?
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I had a meeting at my post beginning at 9am on Saturday. I spent Friday in a bar doing beer, but was't too bad when I left. I had to drop my car off at the mechanic's for some suspension work that night so that they could start on it early when they got in. My friend who was going to the meeting as well picked me up and brought me there.
The meeting ended about 3:30pm, and my friend brought me to pick up my car. I got back to the bar with him, and we started drinking. I closed the place with my friend at 11pm, and went to another nearby bar. I was on a roll and went to Jamesons (with a beer chaser). I know several of the bartenders at this bar and some of the other workers too, so I know that they would look out for me. In fact, in the course of the night, I wound up giving the bartender my keys.
At 2am, the bartender came up and asked how I was, so considering a nearly 10-hour bender, I told her it was up to her. She gave me back my keys. I felt that I could drive, but was pretty sure I'd clear the legal limit. I waited outside for a little while and got a soda from the convenience store then drove home.
The next mornining, I went to Paramus for some stuff and got out of there about 3. I went to Hooters with a couple of friends and started on Bass since they didn't have my usual beer. I drove home from Paramus, threw some laundry in the washer and went out to the bar (same one I ended up in last night). There was a lot of frivolity that night, as the GB fans and Philly fans were going at it. I settled in for another long night. Following the game, several people started playing the jukebox, and I was talking to a friend of mine (she was telling me some stuff about work and a friend she was there with). We got in a few dances and around midnight, they did last call.
My friend talked me into going to another nearby bar, along with about 4 other people (bartenders and workers plus one other). Here I moved on to Rum and Cokes (as they did not have my usual beer, either). Got in some more dances and played (and won) 3 games of pool (poor drunken opponents didn't have a chance). Closed that bar down too.
Two Advils Monday morning a nap on the bus and I was good for work. Reminds me of when I was younger. Good times, good times...
So when's the next bar crawl?
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