The Office has a built in series of excuses—Sorry hon, I'm staying late at the office—I'll call you later when I leave the office.
The bar drifts out onto a sandy area and if a waiter shows up with a sombrero, a funnel, and a bottle of tequila; go order ceviches. Ceviches are shrimp or other sea food marinated in salt, lemon, onion, chili, avocado, coriander, parsley and tomatoes. The citrus cooks the sea food without heat.
I was on a business trip and part of our group had been biking along the California Highway and were game for anything—not that they were wild but they had wrecked 2 golf carts earlier by riding on top and putting them into a water hazard (they were playing Ben-Hur's chariot race)—they paid for two golf carts, then went and got tattoos. No, I didn't get drunk, inked, or play golf. I like to dive and it's incredibly foolish to drink alcohol and become dehydrated.
The Office haiku.
sand in your Gucci's
bartender takes dictation
dos cervezas por favor
bartender takes dictation
dos cervezas por favor
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