May 2, 2008

I’m sitting at the bar last night and enjoying cocktails. (notice the plurality of *cocktails*)

A: The stock market jumped 100 points today. Something good must’ve happened.
Moi: Yeah, I sold my soul.
A: How do I buy shares of that?

Two ladies are sitting next to me, having a rather celebratory drink.

K: Bartender, I’m getting divorced. Bring me your best champagne.
Moi (to K): Congratulations! (clink, clink)
K: Thanks! Kinda started celebrating early - had a drink at lunch. They’d fire us if they knew we’ve been drinking during lunch.

The bartender, B, upon hearing this and knowing where she worked, signaled with his eyes to be careful what she said.

B (whispering to K): the guy sitting next to you is J, a very high ranking senior at your company.
K: Oh, I don’t even know who that is. (it’s a very large corporation)
B: He’s one of your senior guys.
C: I wouldn’t worry K. He’s here with his mistress. Seems you’ve got one up on him.
C: Yeah, this place is like Peyton Place.
K: Niiice! cheers. (clink, clink!)

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