I am totally bummed. Here it is, New Year's Eve, and I don't even get to stay up till midnight. Waaahh! In fact, I got taken out for a very early dinner. Isn't that what old folks do, not young party animals like me? In the restaurant, I used my new walking skills to go over to the bar and sat on one of those tall stools. I saw all the liquor bottles on the shelves. I motioned for a beer. The bartender asked me if I had ID. Can you believe it? This was New Year's Eve, of all nights! What is ID, anyway?
Since I couldn't get served and couldn't stay up late, I made up for it by having a fine whine.
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