Timing

[lukethedrifter]

Whatever happened to that one friend of yours that kept having terrible stuff happen to her?

[Freed Roger]

Sounds like we need a "Living life vicariously through Drunk Tony" thread. My favorite was when drunk Tony fell off the party bus.

[tlombard]

Whatever happened to that one friend of yours that kept having terrible stuff happen to her?

Things have actually been going very well for her recently. She's been dating a guy for awhile now. He has spent a lot of time working in oil fields with his family in Wyoming or somewhere over the past year but apparently he's back in town for good and she's actually the friend that bought tickets to the Rams game this morning and they'll be sitting right next to me. She has been wanting me to meet him for awhile and said she wants him to meet my dad, we'll Sundays the chance. His first experience will slowly devolve into Drunk Tony.

As for Drunk Tony stories, I'm sad to say there aren't nearly as many good ones as there used to be. As I've gotten older my friends and I have calmed down quite a bit. No more late night man vs woman wrestling matches because one of the guys popped the Skinemax classic "The Bare Wench Project" into the VCR and the girls kept trying to turn it off. One of them got close but a friend was able to grab her by the ankles and yank her away from the entertainment center. She had grabbed onto the door of the entertainment center and broke it off. I woke up at 7am on their floor the next morning and had to rush home to pack and catch a flight to Atlanta for work. I just can't hang like that anymore.

[Freed Roger]

As for Drunk Tony stories, I'm sad to say there aren't nearly as many good ones as there used to be.

Darn, I guess we will just have to settle for living vicariously thru Verlander.

[tlombard]

I'm sure some of the stupid stuff will pop into my head and I'll throw it all out there. I'm not ashamed to admit the stupid crap that I've done.

Like the time I was trying to get a cab home from South City after the bar closed and I didn't know the physical address of the place. They insisted on having the physical address. The address wasn't anywhere on the building that I could find. At one point I asked two girls and a guy who were walking by but they didn't know. They asked me why I needed the address and I told them that apparently it was time to go home and I was trying to get a cab even though I wasn't ready to go home yet.

They walked off and then a minute later one of the girls came running back and grabbed me telling me that I didn't have to go home and I could go to Pops with them. Horrible, horrible idea. So I went. I didn't even get there names before random girl had her tongue down my throat. We got to Pops and they wouldn't let her in because she was too drunk... so we walked over to OZ where they let her right in.

Then we walked out of there and found that her friends had just left us there. Who leaves their friend with some random guy she LITERALLY grabbed off the street at 1:30am????? These were not good friends. So since they were gone we ventured over to Penthouse and pulled up a chair at one of the stages. Some guy sat down on the other side of her and kept hitting on her. She was flirting with him and I was perfectly fine with it. I was hoping that he would take her off my hands because I had enough to worry about getting my drunk self back home and I didn't need a drunk girl on top of that. Well, after flirting with him for a bit she just turned to me and attacked me again. This happened a couple of other times at Penthouse with guys hitting her and then her jumping on me.

We eventually ended up going back to Pops and this time they let her in with no problem. So we were sitting at a table in there when some guy comes up and just grabs her and drags her onto the dance floor. His friend started talking to me and said that his boy was going to steal my girl. I just laughed, said he could have her but to just wait and watch what happened. Sure enough after a couple of minutes she came right back over and jumped on me. The guy just stood there looking confused and his friend that was talking to me just laughed, shook my hand and took his friend away.

Eventually I got us a cab about 9am and took it back to my car in Soulard since I had sobered up a decent amount by then (the only reason I stayed that long) and set about finding her friends' place since that is where her car was. She invited me in. Good sign right? Well, we walk in and her friends have a TINY efficiency or studio or whatever you want to call it and there is basically just a small kitchen and then one room with her friends in bed and a couch next to the bed. These crazy people acted like it was no big deal for her to just bring some random guy that she grabbed off of the street and then they left stranded in Sauget into their apartment while they were sleeping at 9am. She seemed really disappointed when I got the heck out of there but it was just too weird for me.

That was back in October of 2010. I had started at Octoberfest in Soulard and then met a friend at Old Rockhouse via cab since I wasn't sure if I should drive after drinking a few big arse beers and from there took a cab to Shot Heaven which is where the rest of the mess went down after closing.

[Maclowery]

Minor whine:

For the most part, the whisky bar I work isn't the kind of pub people go to specifically to watch sports. We have TVs around, but only 2 cable boxes to work with. One went out on Friday. The damned day before college and pro football weekend. Having one working feed in a busyish pub with 12 TVs is awful. Sucked last night, will be awful today. We have so many damned tourists, I will say "No I can't put on the (random team X) game" fifty times tonight.

Oh, plus tennis and baseball and some big soccer game Scottish customers have come in to ask about. Damn.

Bartender problems.