Other Green

As election day wound to a close we all found ourselves at The Coliseum. I was called away as is the case when I start enjoy something. I threw my shoes down and stormed out of the building having abandoned my bowling to be completed by my co-workers.

Upon my return they had saddled up to the bar to order food. The bartender realized I did not have a tab started when I went to order and she proceeded to call me "Other Green". This was based on the fact that I was the second person from our party with a green shirt on. I told her I would not be offended if she called me Caveman, but those words were lost to the ether by the crashing sounds of bowling pins and various sporting events.

As the night went on we joked around with her and her coworker Ashley discussing lesbian dinosaurs, gay sperm and beaver coins. I wish I knew more about them so I might have better odds of finding them on myspace because it is nearly impossible right now. I would go back but there is no guarantee they would be there, I don't know how I feel about going drinking by myself, and I have little to no people skills.