One of the barkeeps, one that floats the free shots my way, looks me in the eye and emphatically states “You are sooo not drunk.” I’m informed of this because after a couple/few shots, which were preceded by numerous pints, I said, “I think I’m done.”
The next time I’m there a discussion starts that despite large doses of alcohol, they have never seen me drunk. I’m a smartass so I say “Well, maybe we can set a date so you can get me shitfaced.” The reply to that was “How about Friday? I’m not working but I’ll come in.” So the date was set and today it’s Friday.
Dictated dictated from the future while using the bathroom
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