So, this is what happens when you go out on Fat Tuesday with a bunch of other bartenders. You end up trying to make your best Angelina Jolie face and take a picture of yourself doing it!!!
Those of you who I forwarded my Fat Tuesday album to were lucky enough to have seen the progression my friends and I went through that night. We went from trying to look pretty to trying to look just plain ugly!! I swear, I looked at the pics the next morning...yes, because I, unlike the rest of them, had to get up and go to work...and I didn't even remember taking half of them!!
It was the first time in a long time I had a blackout moment and I suddenly realized: God, I'm too old for this. The text messages they all sent me at 1 and 2 p.m. didn't help either.
"Man, I just got out of bed. I don't know how you went to work."
That was what the jist of them said. Needless to say, I was less than thrilled to hear they had just got up while I was putting together my third sports section of the day!!!
Bitter? No, I'm not bitter. I had a great time and it was worth feeling like I'd been runover by a mack truck the next day. But next time, I think I'm going to give them all a friendly wake-up call when I have to get up the next morning!! Yeah, that's fair!!
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