So on Saturday I went down to Poughkeepsie, NY. Home of my alma mater and some friends of mine who I fought fires with.....okay drank with. My friend Brian, just ended things with his fiancee. My other friend, Vinnie, just had his ex-girlfriend ask to meet him in a diner. So he went, just so she could tell him she's moving to Jersey....with another guy.
So needless to say, it was the woman hater's club. But really, three pale, chubby guys drinking beer and sitting in a hot tub isn't much magic for the ladies anyhow. I had a great time. Drunken food shopping, and swimming in a pool that was 72 degrees. I passed on Dave Matthews tickets at Fenway for those clowns. And it was well worth it.
It was a good weekend. And tomorrow....back to the grind. Acting manager, while the boss is away. Ugh...
1 comment:
Graham,
This line, "My other friend, Vinnie, just had his ex-girlfriend ask to meet him in a diner. So he went, just so she could tell him she's moving to Jersey....with another guy."
Made me think of this:
http://www.chowhound.com/topics/show/264484?user_name=&query=pensioner
That's the way you need to play the, "we need to meet" situations.
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