When somebody tells you No good party story starts with, "First, we put on name tags. "...
...well, when that happens, you have to try. So I went in and had a few conversations over Bushmill's. Turns out he was right - these people were unshenanigable. ...so after leaving the pool hall wearing the t-shirt I was given and a name tag reading HELLO I'M Gonna Shank You , I went to my favorite local Chinese joint for Cashew Chicken, white meat. I haven't been there since the night I talked culture and politics with the owner, Yen, whilst I drank tequila. That night I also rode my bike into a bush because I couldn't stop laughing. Neither I nor the bush were hurt . Tonight I brought in my book to prep for t omorrow's book club discussion while I ate. Yen recognised me, and was possibly overly polite and professional, making me wonder if he would have preferred to have another excellent conversation. "It's good you have a book," he smiled. "Everybody reads their phones." It didn't seem right to ask him to sit with me in th...