All By Myself…

  I imagine Michelle, Abe, Casey, Erin, etcetera, had a great old time at the Slippery Pig Me? Less so, since, like a dummy, I went to the Brass Kraken. 

   Wait, you say. Isn't that where everyone was supposed to be, starting at 7:00? A very perceptive question, Questioning Person! You see, once Kasey saw the BK had a $20 cover charge, everyone decided to meet at the SP. CORRECTION: Everyone not me.

  So, with the help of Google Maps, I find the place: Drp-PiT-ur, Drp-PiTPur. The Hostess informs me of a $20 cover charge. Uh, cover charge? How does that work? I asked in the Extremely Unlikely hope that "cover charge" has gained a completely new definition since college.   

   It hadn't. And so, not wanting to disappoint My Crew, I handed over half my cash. Drp-PiT-ur, Drp-PiTPur. (Granted, till a little bit earlier in the evening, it was called "Her Cash").

  So, I take a quick tour of the place, looking for my CC Family. Which I don't find. So I shuffle up to the bar and ask for an IPA. Which I nurse for an exceedingly long fifteen minutes. Sitting next to the Loudest 42 Year Old Woman on the planet.   

   This terrifyingly loud person did me one favor. She told the probably now tinnitus suffering guy that the cover charge was for the Burlesque Show, which would be starting soon. 

  Ah…Say, What?!? What an…interesting choice for an elementary school after work get together. Maybe I should text Abe. He got right back to me saying everyone (Correction: NOT Everyone!) had decided that $20 was too much and why not trot over yon Slippery Pig? 

   So, there I was, solo mid-fifties guy, shows up to a bar he’s been to before on Burlesque Night. 

  Why don’t I just call “To Catch a Predator” right now and get it over with? 

   So, I ran/walked out of there and then texted to Abe (and the rest of the We Hate Brian Club) that I had sacrificed enough time and treasure for one night. There was still time to watch our weekend horror movie. “As Above So Below” was little consolation for this reminder of high school: first year to all the years. 

   Wonder if they’re still wanting more bus drivers.