Sunday, July 26, 2009

Hometown

You go out to the bar with one of your best friends, whom you haven't seen in a year. "Two vodka crans please."

"What kind of vodka? We have Monarch or Absolute. I'd recommend the Absolute Red. It's like...low cal." Really? Did she really just say that? Because I wasn't making a point to keep track, and I KNOW I don't need to.

"Yeah, that sounds fine."

"Here you are."

"How much?"

"Um...(counts silently, moving her lips) seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven. Eleven dollars."

God I love this town.

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