Happy hour

HILARITY at the office night out!

LMAO! HAVE to tell you about it later.

[EDIT] So yes, Thursday there were emails going around telling everyone in the office that there was an outing to spend the money we won on the retarded skit we did for Halloween party. They were calculating how many drinks everyone can get with 250 bucks, not a good start to the night.

So I'm debating whether to give the excuse that i had other plans or that i would be going for only a little while. I really didn't want to go. It's alway just weird and awkward and they just end up standing around talking about food and restaurants in a restaurant *rolls eyes*. I was upset when they screamed and asked across the room in front of everyone if i was going. Yes, thank you, place me right on the spot. "Oh, you think you're too cool for us" as one said to me when i declined the invite. Well actually, yes fucker, I AM!!!

So I stayed behind and caught a ride with the two B's. I get there and "Ohh, you came, great!" Yup, whatever. Where do i sit? Tall B sat beside me and i was glad. He really is genuine and nice. I like him. I never felt so calm around anyone else. He's actually normal. And I've noticed he also doesn't participate in stupidity at the office. He just is...and he's amazing at his work. I think that's what's important.

Long story short, I ordered a blueberry basil martini and was drunk from this and kept it to myself. (I hadn't eaten so shut up.) The sipping off other peoples glasses didn't help me either. I guess what was going through my mind at the moment was Liquid courage. I think it really did work. So I continued to sip off of hot guys' glasses, as I giggled to myself about this action. I'm such a juvenile. "A" sat beside me and all I kept thinking about was that funny outburst in a dream. lol If only.

So we moved on to another pub to "eat". Eating=more drinking. I got a Sherly Temple. Hey, think about it...I would be the only sober one amongst drunks. Something might surely happen.

Funny thing, something did happen. "K" was also uninterested in all this yet she kept drinking anyway. Maybe because she though, why not? might as well not remember all of this. I knew she had to much to drink when she leaned and told me with liquor breath about flirting between two co-workers—one being married; A co-worker that was hated by all other co-workers that she happen to know for 10 years through her husbands 50 year old boss. He supposedly came to the barbecue with his "partner" of 19. "Before his baby and before his fucking girlfriend" as she un-shamefully admitted. He had a past life. Hah! Well, what do ya know? She mentioned how his hiring wasn't discussed by the other managers and the only person who ever saw a portfolio was the director. Hmmm, of course...i thought, as i pasted a smile on my face and kept listening...this is lovely! "So use that against you, Neri. Use that against you when you need it," she said as she rolled her eyes back to her head and smiled devilishly while staggering a bit.

She also said the one thing i was fearing would be happening behind my back. "I" told her she thought i had to participate more in these outings and that she didn't' think it was responsible or wise of me not to socialize with the group. Perfect. Just what i had suspected. "K" actually defended me and told her that it wasn't her business that i didn't want to come and that i didn't' drink anyway so it would never be comfortable for me to participate. She continued to tell her how this wasn't high school and that we were 30 year old adults—old enough to make our own decisions. THANK YOU K! Finally someone with a brain and someone who defended me! Now i know where my status is in this group. This explains why every time i walked into a group someone would mention how glad they were i came. *rolls eyes,* which also explains why "I" was starring at "K" leaning on me while talking. She was nervous about what "K" might tell me about her. hahahaha. Stupid bitch.

After constantly getting water down K's throat to make her sober up, i had decided i had enough of this ridiculousness and wanted to leave. At that exact moment "A" decided to leave too. Woot! ...is all i thought. A nice walk with a cute guy sounded like an adventure. Until K decided I'd get a ride to the T with her and her husband, who was already pissed she was drunk. How the hell was i getting in a car with a pissed husband...awkwardly? So i starred at "A" and mouthed "go with me!" And he did! Awwww. :-/ Did i mention before this he lay his hands on my shoulders and asked me, "Ready to go, Neri?" from right behind me? I automatically raised my hand and grabbed his right hand. Yes, I did. And i don't know why the hell i did. I wasn't thinking. Yet, I pretended for that split second as he came around me and smiled. *sigh* Whatever. Ok, let me just be mature about all this and just say it....I like him, lisp and all. *shrug*

Thank God i knew where i was and directed the pissed husband with "A" sitting in the back with me. Even as scary and awkward as the moment was, he looked so cute. Clueless, but cute. What was confusing was when i got out of the car and stood behind it to wait for "A" to get out to walk to Park Street together. Finally. Yet, his door closed again and the car drove off...a bit too fast in my opinion. I was left alone standing in the middle of Park Street at night wondering what the hell just happened. The car drove off. With "A" in it. WTF?! Walking away i chuckled and shook my head. Wow, that hurt. I comforted myself with the thought that K must have mentioned to him she was taking him home right that second before he got off the car and they drove off...again, a little bit too fast in my opinion. This reason was better than thinking he told them to drive off quick and leave me behind on purpose. It almost felt that way as i stood there like an idiot. Waiting. For nothing. Definitely clueless, but cute.

Interesting night. And yes, i admit it....I was glad I came too.