"Jim... Where are my Knees?"
A bar we often head to had its first birthday party last night and celebrated with a free open bar. A FREE OPEN BAR.
Last night, I was "That Guy". The title of this post is an actual quote. I cannot remember much of what happened after a certain point - I remember that they played Where the Streets Have No Name by U2 and that it made me very happy, because "it was the powerpoint song!", but it only went downhill from there. I won't go into details, because you can probably guess - not pretty. Jen is now officially a saint for bundling me into a taxi and letting me sleep on her couch. I had to go back to the bar after work to pick up my glasses (which were lost), and thankfully no-one recognized me or gave me a "Oh no you d'ent" look.
This will not happen again.
3 Comments:
But it was so much fun and you were so polite about it ! Even when you were drunk you kept reminding me what a polite drunk you were. Jill was the one who told the taxi driver you did not thorw up in the cab when it was fairly obvious with the remains of your stomach dripping off the door ! Ahhh we are all THAT GUY, welcome to the team !
SHAAAAAAAAAME 80
And we will all be THAT GUY again.
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