A missed opportunity...
If only I was a bit more on the bobby ball.
Finished worked last night at 11pm and walked up through the city to catch my bus. At my bus stop I spotted an old drinking buddy that I hadn't seen for about 2 years asleep on the bus stop seat who had obviously been out drinking all day to celebrate St. Patrick's day, his huge slanted Guinness/Shamrock hat was the clue (this isn't him, just giving you an idea)...
Now I was just not gonna leave it well alone, he was a bit of an arse when I used to know him, and things had gone down hill since, or at least I had heard through the grapevine. But it was the last bus, and we leave in a village a good ten miles away, so I decided to wake him up when the bus arrived...now this is where I had a decision to make, and I made the wrong one.
Through his drunken stout infused nap, he looked up at me, obviously recognising his old friend, and mumbled "When are we?", now wait, not "What time is it?", or even, "Where am I", but "When are we?".
Why didn't I say, "What the fuck do you mean, its 2007, and we've been on the lash all day", I could have made the kid think that he had just dreamt the last 3 years of his life!!! I had it in my grasp. I just wasn't quick enough, just think of the fucking fun and games I could have had. But alas, I was honest. Shit.
Anyway, work was OK, it followed a 3 cool days off in which I inflamed my knowledge of Saturn and its moons, The creation of the solar system, the big bang, blacks holes...and of course a certain fictional New Jersey crime family (what you saying, I'm addicated? Fuck you, I'll have you whacked!). When I got in last night I settled down with a couple of beers, a nice Paella and watched the new episode of Lost, as I said earlier, it had only been rated as average, but I really enjoyed it, I agree what people have said about it, including the amazing Vozzek69 (google him if your a lost fan).
I'm now lying in bed, watching last night MasterChef, writing this. Not to bad, in fine fettle, back on nights tonight, but getting some decent work to do, so all is well.
Finished worked last night at 11pm and walked up through the city to catch my bus. At my bus stop I spotted an old drinking buddy that I hadn't seen for about 2 years asleep on the bus stop seat who had obviously been out drinking all day to celebrate St. Patrick's day, his huge slanted Guinness/Shamrock hat was the clue (this isn't him, just giving you an idea)...
Now I was just not gonna leave it well alone, he was a bit of an arse when I used to know him, and things had gone down hill since, or at least I had heard through the grapevine. But it was the last bus, and we leave in a village a good ten miles away, so I decided to wake him up when the bus arrived...now this is where I had a decision to make, and I made the wrong one.
Through his drunken stout infused nap, he looked up at me, obviously recognising his old friend, and mumbled "When are we?", now wait, not "What time is it?", or even, "Where am I", but "When are we?".
Why didn't I say, "What the fuck do you mean, its 2007, and we've been on the lash all day", I could have made the kid think that he had just dreamt the last 3 years of his life!!! I had it in my grasp. I just wasn't quick enough, just think of the fucking fun and games I could have had. But alas, I was honest. Shit.
I'm now lying in bed, watching last night MasterChef, writing this. Not to bad, in fine fettle, back on nights tonight, but getting some decent work to do, so all is well.
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