6/20/08

shut it down

There's something to be said for sticking around until last call on a Thursday night. Mostly, "God damn, why did I stick around until last call on a work night?"

But no, there we were at St. Mike's at 2 am, blinking as Ben brought up the house lights and trying to finish a last pitcher of Pabst before heading home. And here I am at work today, a wee bit sluggish and wishing for about 7 more hours of sleep. Every now and then, though, you just have to go do it up right, get a belly full of beer even if you know it's a bad idea, stay up too late talking about porn and music with someone you like. Last night was one of those nights.

Tonight? Sleep.

3 comments:

B.E. Earl said...

At least the place closed down fairly early. Most of the bars I go to don't close until 4AM, and that's a rude wake up call the next day.

About 3 years ago I got made a the barstaff of a joint I used to hang out at, so I set off for home...a short walk away. I wound up running into a friend who convinced me to go to another bar that I usually don't hang out. Long story short (too late, I know), I stumbled out at 6:30AM into very bright sunlight and had just an awful day. I was working from home that day, but not a lot got done.

Never again.

Until the next time.

downtown guy said...

That was what it was like living in Atlanta. There's nothing worse than walking out of a nice, dark, cool bar into full morning sunlight.

Ms. Moon said...

I'm so glad that the thought of closing a bar would never even occur to me.
So glad.