Saturday, October 24, 2009

Professional Relationships

I think that it is a sign that a professional relationship is not all that professional when you look at your phone and realize that you've texted your boss at a half hour to bar close with the following:

"What up, slut. I'm at the Bergmann with [Miss A]. Where the fuck are you?"

It's especially HILARIOUS if you know that the boss is a 35 year old man.

How does a night deteriorate to this level?

It starts with white wine and a salad for dinner (should have included some carbs), then it includes champagne and lots of vodka.

Other highlights? I told the Mexican guy who works at the hotel that I would pay him to make me tamales. I did the chicken dance. I bet there are more. I just don't remember them.

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