What I Didn't Remember from Friday Night
"Nothing that made sense ever worked out"
I've been exhausted all weekend and thought by some chance I was getting a summer cold (forgetting that could totally be an oxymoron) but as the weariness got worse I thought perhaps I was coming down with mono (although The Boyfriend seems perfectly fine).
Then photos from Friday night began to creep up on Facebook. Every so often I get a taste of my own medicine and the camera gets turned on me.
They do however clear up my mystery illness:
diagnoses: too much Foleys.
A seemingly calm Friday night bartending crew
Joined by somewhat calmer customers
Yet notice a telltale sign I've had too many shots:
my bangs go wild as if the tequila got into my hair follicles.
This next one is special because it gives me a general time of when I finally got done closing up
Finally, photographic evidence that I fit right in with my friends
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4 comments:
hahaha ... love it!
HAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHA OMG WE ARE SOOO SOO AWESOME
and we didnt leave till 530 lol
LMAO well that solves that mystery illness!!
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