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12.2.2008
“You have a pee bottle?”
“I brought two!”
The good thing about being unemployed? Quality time with unemployed friends.
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“Put a pillow over Matt’s face,” you mumble at 5 in the morning. I am awake too because of his snoring.
“I am not going to smother our friend,” is my response.
I’m with the boys this weekend and it’s been non-stop eating, drinking, and rock band. At night, with a few shots of rum warming our bellies, we hit the bars and I wonder if I’m cramping their style. Tom leaves to talk to a blonde he’s been eyeing and Matt puts his keys in my purse. I strike up a conversation with Lisa who is sharing our table and the boys make each other laugh with lewd jokes.
“You just like getting oogled,” you declare as I look at you perplexed. “Ogled,” you state.
We’re in the beer garden and yes, that might have been one of the reasons I wanted to come back here. It’s chilly and I glance around to the other tables.
Out on the street, walking toward the bus stop, we spot a used condom on the sidewalk. You make reference to it and your anatomy as well as Tom’s and the rest of us groan in unison. Man, you guys are fun.
In the end, we’re just older versions of ourselves. Two of us employed, three of us not. Four of us single, one of us not. Two up north, three down south.
When we will all get the chance to do a weekend like this again?
