An overdue girls night out on an extremely cold night led to
an unexpected evening of sorts and a parking nightmare. Let’s
just say that the overall ratio of guys to girls more than decent including the variety of age
groups. It wasn’t like the bars in
Morristown, the trust fund babies, those home from college who show up at 11 pm
already hammered, there were people older than us at the bar and closing the
place out when we left. I’m so thankful
to have friends who will drive to hang out for a few hours, who value a
friendship, who will put up with the bar-babies even when we’re not looking for
any. But in our typical Angel fashion we
met some interesting Looney Tunes that night.
- Sean – “See those older guys over there, the one with the Irish ‘turban’, they double dog dared me to come over here and buy you ladies some drinks” >> it was actually his father and for once a guy didn’t believe an Angel’s real name
- Dougie Houser – “I go to Med School” >>He ordered a Long Island Ice Tea
- Metro – “How old are you? You don’t have a ring on you must not be married?” >> He asked all the wrong questions and admitted to waxing his eye brows and manicures once every 3 months
- Egghead Jr. – “I just wanted to come over and say you ladies
are beautiful, just let me order a drink and I’ll get outta here because your
husbands and boyfriends are around here somewhere who will kick my ass”
>> He ordered Fireball on ice and gets the nod for best conversation of
the night.
- Jesse – “You gonna pay my tab too?” then he paid his tab at the bar with the blond bartender and ended it with “By the way my name is Jesse” >>Thank you Tony Siragusa for making an appearance
- Justin – >> he left that much of an impression we don’t even remember what he said
- Prick – “OH! OH! You wanna dance?” >> “No thank you”. I’ve never seen a guy drink from a straw that still had the wrapper on it.
Prick ended the night…the nice bartender came by and asked
if he was bothering us. Apparently he
was the trouble token for the night making his rounds.
So the next time he swung around and wouldn’t go away after I deflected his drink from being spilt on us we got ‘security’. At least I wasn’t given the sign to get my
dukes up….this is why we go out with bulky rings on J
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