Hey Loamers! Sorry I?ve been absent lately. I need to read back on your posts and catch up! Just wanted to share a quick story from last night.
Occasionally, I wait tables and bartend at a little Italian restaurant here in North Carolina (my friend owns it). Last night, my friends Dee and Rob came in to celebrate Rob?s new promotion at work. I?ve been drinking with these guys for many years, so I knew what they meant by celebration ? get stinking drunk.
They started off their night at the bar drinking cocktails, chatting with people around them. I could hear Bob getting louder and louder the more he drank. Finally, they were ready for their table. Dee ordered a fairly expensive bottle of Red Zin. She's a wine snob....Oh, don?t get me started on wine snobs. I see that crap all the time at the restaurant?.
Anyway, two bottles later on top of all the cocktails they had at the bar, they were pretty well toasted. They ended up calling a cab home.
I really wonder if it was all worth it. Two hundred and fifty on dinner and drinks. Probably 30 bucks for the cab ride home. I?m sure both with have major hangovers this morning. They probably don?t even remember much of the night, especially toward the end.
So, tell me, how is THAT a celebration? Why do we equate celebrating with hurting ourselves? Why don?t we celebrate by doing things that are GOOD for us? I just don?t understand.
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