Oh, my head
Since I'm way too hungover to write something remotely interesting, I suggest you all head over to Flood's blog and read her interview with Justin Evans of Untalented Writer. He is an absolutely awesome rock star poet and you should all go over and bask in the greatness that is him. I, meanwhile, will be asking myself again why I didn't just go straight home after work last night. Although the high point of the evening had to be when three guys I know almost drowned because they thought it would be cool to go swimming at three in the morning after drinking for four hours. This, of course, was before the sharks showed up. Really, I'm getting too old for this.
posted by writingblind at 9:54 AM
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Sharks? Really? That sounds so much more thrilling than cow-tipping and potato guns.
Welcome back,
Glad to see you survived, the cold. Now just to survive the self inflicted Corona flu and you will be okay. Lemme guess,,,,,,"ughhhh I will never drink again" ,,,,
am I close?
BD
Quinn, here's the scenario with the sharks. We were on Shem Creek, which is part of a waterway that leads to the ocean. There are boats docked on either side and one of the guys I was with was challenging everyone to race him across and back. So, these three idiots climb to the third story of someone's boat, jump off, and start swimming across. One of them makes it across and starts to swim back and me and another girl see this thing come up out of the water and we just start screaming. Meanwhile, the other two guys make it to the other side and one of them is literally close to drowning, he's so tired. They manage to climb up onto one of the boats and when they look down, they see three more sharks in the water. It was decidedly not cool.
Rob, I don't know why I drink, it always makes me want to die the next day. And I don't drink beer, I'm more of a shot girl which only makes it worse. This is why I need to get out of the F & B business.
Hospitality industry folks party hard.
The tips are good, though.
Rand, you said it. You'll never find a bigger collection of alcoholics and cokeheads than in a restaurant. And they all wonder where their money goes, it's hilarious.
giving new meaning to "swimming with sharks." i'm with quinn here -- the shark stuff is interesting. maybe you should go out and get hammered more often.
i used to party colds out of my system -- i was pretty stupid at one time -- and it worked until i turned 21 and was legal to drink.
take some tylenol, pull down the blinds, and eat cheeseburgers.
Bad, bad things always happen when I drink. It makes for a good story the next day though.
Oh my. First the sickness, now a hangover. Get some rest, woman!
It's this rock and roll lifestyle. Very hazardous to your health.
hmmm I am not sure I knew you were in the F&B biz. Yes I would agree there is not a bigger group of drinkers than servers or bartenders.
BD
I thought you knew. Why do you think I'm so bitter and twisted? :)
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