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i rarely provide a narrative of my life but i guess i feel like doing it now just for the sake of doing it.
it was a friend of mines 22nd birthday so we decided to go out bar hopping to any and everywhere, meaning really only two places: cole’s and boiler room. we started at boiler room where i got her a shot of jameson and myself a tallboy and a shot of jameson. we had our shots and “happy birthday” was said throughout the establishment. following this i decided i wanted to drink more so i got another tallboy shot of jameson and took a shot with a her and two other people in our group. cool! i have a buzz going following all this but wait, it is not enough!
So then i decided to doing something i literally never do, and i bought a shot for a random girl at the bar. i just walked up to them point black and said “hey, some of the people in my group are slowing down but i just want to take a shot with someone, do you guys want one?” and so it happened. we talked for awhile which was cool, then they told me i had a really nice demeanor and i was one of the few people who didn’t seem creepy when buying shots for random people. it encouraged further drinking and stupidity, but i appreciated the kindness nonetheless. my group all decided they wanted to go to cole’s, another awesome bar so we decided to make our way there.
typing this is giving me a headache, but i’ll continue. we went to cole’s and met this awesome middle-aged mexican man named Leo who was the fucking coolest guy ever. i bet on him during a game of pool for some reason and said if he won, i’d buy him a shot. if he lost, he’d buy me a drink. in retrospect, i think i was actually betting against him. he won his game, i bought him a shot and i kept talking to this guy all night. i don’t get why, i just thought he was a cool dude.
then some nicolas cage looking guy came up to me and was like “OH HEY!” and shit. i joked around with him for awhile and then this random girl smiled at me and we started talking, i don’t fucking know how or why. she asked what i thought her age was and i said some random number like 30. ends up she was 34. alright. so then she starts saying how she thinks im a really nice guy and shit. everyone was complimenting me, it felt nice but also just fucking weird. so she bought me a beer and we chatted about random shit. ends up nic cage was her date for the night, so that was cool. anyway, we left the bar after i bought leo another shot or something.
the rest of the the night is a blur. i don’t remember what else happened. i came home and apparently drunk called a stupid amount of people so if you’re a friend of mine on here, this is a public apology for my silliness. needless to say, i’m not going to drink for a few weeks.
- jon