And, yes, that sounds like it was a happier hour and from now on happy hour should be declared happier hour.
Honestly, I have no idea why I wasn't a blurry, achy mess yesterday, I really should have been. In the absolute crazy noise of the joint I told the waitress I wanted a peach margarita which she misheard as pitcher of margaritas. I should have known there was a disconnect when she asked how many glasses I wanted. Me, a little befuddled said "One," and she looked impressed and kind of who am I to judge before she walked away. She probably thought I was the most hardcore chick EVAR. So yeah, quite a surprise when she arrived with my drink. HAHAHAHA! A pitcher! So yeah, I drank some of it ::looks shifty:: and topped off the other margarita glasses at my table during the rest of the time we were there.
It was a much happier hour than the usual, and after the pitcher arrived, it became happier still. ;-)
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Date: 2010-03-14 08:03 pm (UTC)And, yes, that sounds like it was a happier hour and from now on happy hour should be declared happier hour.
Honestly, I have no idea why I wasn't a blurry, achy mess yesterday, I really should have been. In the absolute crazy noise of the joint I told the waitress I wanted a peach margarita which she misheard as pitcher of margaritas. I should have known there was a disconnect when she asked how many glasses I wanted. Me, a little befuddled said "One," and she looked impressed and kind of who am I to judge before she walked away. She probably thought I was the most hardcore chick EVAR. So yeah, quite a surprise when she arrived with my drink. HAHAHAHA! A pitcher! So yeah, I drank some of it ::looks shifty:: and topped off the other margarita glasses at my table during the rest of the time we were there.
It was a much happier hour than the usual, and after the pitcher arrived, it became happier still. ;-)