Isn't that explicitly prohibited as well? You never know what someone cranked upon caffeine might get up to. I know it puts my 2-year-old right over the edge.
Every now and then a few people from the office get together for a beer after work. It's never a formal affair and it's not always the same exact group of people. It's more one of those, hey if anyone wants to go for a drink we're meeting at the bar down the street, kinds of things.
Yesterday was one of those days. A couple people mentioned that, some people were getting together and did I want to come? So I dropped by long enough to have a beer and be on my way.
I was the last to arrive and there were only three others there. All women. Let me take this formal opportunity to say that I did not plan for this to be me and all women. I had no ulterior motives. I made no scheme to arrange to be the only guy in the group. It simply worked out that way.
Also, NOTHING HAPPENED.
I make a point of saying all that because when I got home, Donna made a point of asking me specifically who had gone to the bar. When I told her, she rolled her eyes and said, "Oh... all girls."
Yes. All girls. Because my plan was to meet three women from the office and have sex with them right there in the bar. At. The. Same. Time. All in the twenty minutes between work and home while the Little League World Series played on the giant television in front of the other hundred and eighty customers.
Without the Holy Ghost to guide me, what else would you expect?
Filed under - Beer | Donna | SexIsn't that explicitly prohibited as well? You never know what someone cranked upon caffeine might get up to. I know it puts my 2-year-old right over the edge.
First, that was an AWESOME Little League World Series!! My boys and girl play ball and we were rooting for the Texas team! The SE team was in a totally different level!! I recently went on a girls weekend to Ruidoso and it was fun!! My husband jokingly asked, "How many numbers did you get?" I replied, "Just two...must be slipping!" We have been married for 14 years and are comfortable with each other. Sometimes when a spouse senses something missing or can't understand...they get wiggy!
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We do this every Friday at 4. One of our 2nd floor patios has become the spot to gather on during the last hour of the work week. It is a very informal event as well. We have an email list that we send to our invitees. It has become the best kept secret of the company. Every week a different person is in charge of providing the tasty beverages and snacks.
My title is pepsi on the porch because of how it started. The first time we started it, we tried to keep it on the down-low by pouring our beer into paper pepsi cups. This way anyone walking by would have no clue as to what was really going down. I just came back from one of these, so I might be a little toasted. I'll shut up now.