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Well, I haven't done that since college.

This afternoon, i slammed open the door, yanked off my bra and threw it in a corner, stalked to the fridge, and grabbed a 3/4ths empty screwtop bottle of wine, and drank straight from the bottle.

How has work been, you ask?   BWHAHAHAHAH!!!!!  Let's see:  it started by getting called in on Wednesday (remember, I was supposed to be off T-Th, and probably Friday) and ended up with my relief coming in 45 minutes late and, when I called him on it, he simply said "Well, you still have plenty of time to get home and make dinner for your husband."

And I have three more days of this.  *thud*

People are gonna owe me bigtime, though.  I worked on my 7th wedding anniversary.  Kent's early day.  My scheduled day off.

We ended up having a nice, if low key evening.  We met at Bub's, as per our tradition.  Kent was already there, nursing a Yeungling.  I went to place my order, telling Kent I thought Yeungling was a little heavy on a mostly empty stomach...and ended up ordering a chocolate stout from a local craft brewery called Sexy Chocolate.  Road tar.  Meal in a pint glass, y'all.  And so very, very good.

Kent took a tiny sip, shuddered, and declared if anything proves I am Irish, it is the way I drink.  ;)

We got our pics out in front of the sign, and the nice barfly who happened by got a picture of us together, which is a first.  Yay!

Kent was hungry and had been wanting a chili dog.  I wasn't hungry, but said I'd go with him to the new location of Trolley Stop if he wanted.

It's funny how 2 dogs for $1 and $1 beers (Yeungling, ironically) changed my stomach's mind.  We ended up getting 4 dogs, an order of fries, 2 beers, and a scoop of ice cream to split for $8.75 before tip.

And they're running this special through the end of February.  I see many, many Trolley Stops in my future...which is even more ironic, considering this week's LJI prompt.  ;)

Okay, I fell asleep writing this last night.  It's now 5-ish Saturday morning.  Off to work, and hoping I can deal with three days of my loudest coworker.

Happy Saturday for those of y'all for whom Saturday means something.  And for the rest of us, may work be swift and painless.


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Feb. 18th, 2017 10:50 am (UTC)
Ugh! What a jerk!! 45 minutes???

I love our local microbrewery. Someone in the adjoining neighborhood works for one and every time I see his truck in the driveway,mimwinder if there is beer in it?
Feb. 19th, 2017 04:25 am (UTC)
Your coworker is a jerk. I'm sorry.

I've never really warmed up chili dogs. But that's a great deal. I might try one for that sort of price.
Feb. 19th, 2017 04:12 pm (UTC)
Happy anniversary! I'm glad you and Kent had a good time.

I'd be so peeved at your coworker. How disrespectful of your time!
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Feb. 20th, 2017 05:22 pm (UTC)
FYI - long long long ago, in the olden days, before answering machines were an actual thing in my house, back when the cute guy was highly in demand on his days off, the rule was "don't answer the phone!"
Feb. 21st, 2017 12:04 pm (UTC)
I am totally in love with caller ID right now. :)
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