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.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
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