[Salone]

Oh boy.

Well, last night was fun. My boss picks me up, we head to The Arrow, a little hole in the wall joint so we can see our store manager's husband play in a band.

2x Washington Apples

Thirty minutes later, we hop on over to The Chute, the local gay bar. Drag show is tonight, those are always fun. Also the only bar in town that makes people smoke outside, so that's a plus. The owner ruins my fun by telling everyone I'm straight, so no free drinks for me.

3x Washington Apples, 1x Coconut Rum with Pineapple, 1x Screwdriver, 1x Long Island Iced Tea

I'm not feeling it. I'm on top of the world. My tolerance is actually a thing, I can handl-

Whoops, nope. No I can't.

All over the place. Boss' girlfriend didn't feel like coming out, we're discussing all the super cute girls at work. Bump in to some of her friends. We proceed to discuss the uselessness of the male species (Trust me, I am one). They keep trying to hook me up with guys while proceeding to argue if I am straight or not, while also ignoring my input. There was also a bar wide game involving getting a condom from the bar and putting it over this one guy's drink when he wasn't looking. That was fun to watch. Am drunk, telling stories, good night.

1:30AM, place is closing soon. Figure we're about to head home, but nope. We're off to The Cowboy, a semi redneck joint that stays open much later. Driven over that way, may have performed the worst performance of the Macarena in a vehicle ever.

At The Cowboy. I drink...something. At this point just whatever they hand me, which looking back now I suspect that it was just water. I get a text message from Air Hockey Girl, from several pages ago. Asks me if I'm there. Then bam! Right next to me. We get down to talking for a while. Beautiful redhead, talk for a long time before she has to go with her friends. Boss tells me I'm an idiot for not picking up on that I was supposed to go with her, but I've got so much alcohol in my veins I doubt it would have mattered. We start talking about girls and flirting and how apparently I am just oblivious to it. I confide in her I fell for 'Netflix and Chill' about three times before I found out what it actually was. Eventually place closed down and I was driven home, but not before being taken to WalMart for Red Baron personal pizzas and those little chocolate chip granola bars. Proceed to eat all of them and the little pizzas. All in all, a good night. No one exciting hilarious story, but still a good night. I ache now, my voice is hoarse, but would definitely do again. Except maybe actually go with Air Hockey Girl next time.

Oh, and whoever kept grabbing my ass at The Cowboy...you're welcome. Getting my Retail Ass back, I see it's paying off.