The Fall of Man
I often order food from this pub close to the local university. The other day we got some sandwiches to go. When I walked in I noticed a group of college age guys hitting on the waitress. Ha, I thought, that must be annoying. Then I smiled as I remembered doing the same while I was in school and after.
Waitresses never (hardly ever) are interested, they’re busy and probably get hit on all the time. These guys were actually having some luck it seemed, I was impressed.
As I bullshitted with Scott the bartender he reached to the well and grabbed the Baileys and poured a few counts into a shaker, then the Goldschlager..then Kahlua. I thought to myself, “Nasty, chicks will drink anything with Baileys.” Scott shook the shots over ice then poured three shot glasses. I saw the same waitress pick them up and head to the fella’s table.
“Nasty,” I thought, “Dudes will drink anything to get a chick to do a shot.”
She dropped the shots off and left. These guys just did a shot of Gingerbread Man by themselves.
Hopefully it doesn’t interfere with their menstrual cycle.