I saw a super awesome movie last night. It was called Once, and it took place in Dublin and there was music and a sweet love story, but not like cheesy, and basically I recommend it to everyone.
After the movie, Jen A. and I went to the Brewhouse for some brews and loaded fries and at the end of the night, the bartender brings the receipts and some pens to sign said receipts. I don't know what happened, but I grabbed a pen and it flew through my fingers and back behind the bar and I think it might've landed behind something inconvenient. And I was embarrassed, but not as embarrassed as when the bartender comes over and says, "Was there another pen? Did I see it fall behind something back here?" Man, I was totally called out and totally apologized, but I don't think it mattered.
It reminded me of a time (and I think Laura was there) at Jeds and the waitress had a green pen that had green ink and I switched my similar looking green pen that had black ink with the green inked pen and the waitress was like, "Is that my pen?" What is it with me and pens and restaurants? It's a compulsion, a sickness perhaps. I don't know.
1 comment:
HAHA. When I read your headline, I thought immediately of the green pen at Jed's. That is so funny that you even talked about it. Oh man. You ALWAYS get called out. WTF?
I will add Once to my list! ;o)
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