Shortest Friday Ever

A twenty year high school reunion happened tonight. Brandi and I were scheduled to do it and I showed up at 6:30, half an hour before the shindig was supposed to go down. A few people trickle in about 7:20, all of them go to the bar. Within fifteen minutes, the basement is pretty crowded and everybody's standing, which means everybody's in the way, thus it's pretty impossible for me to actually be useful.

I mostly end up bar-backing for Brandi, and by nine o'clock I'm out the door because there's no point at all in me sticking around. Granted, I made no moolah to speak of, but I was okay with that - after all, I did pick up an extra day this week anyhow.

One down, two (?) to go.