Stopped to drink some cheap(er) beers with my friend and co-worker D. This is not something I say lightly. Really. How often do I talk about co-workers and friends in the same breath? But D and I clicked almost immediately. Amazing really since we come from such different backgrounds and he’s 10 years younger than me. Often one of us will say something and the other will go, “Can’t believe that, I was just thinkin’ the same thing.”
But I digress... The last bus I can easily catch to the West Loop P&R picks up at my stop around 6:45. Ridicules in a city of this size. So we had to drink fast. We had like 3 brews apiece. I made a pit stop right before I left the restaurant.
Once you break the seal...
By the time the bus was 3/4’s of the way to the P&R, and I had to wait like 15 minutes for the damned thing, I was a little uncomfortable. Three are restrooms there but they lock ‘em so the homeless folk don’t camp out in ‘em. I practically had to run to my car. By the time I got through the damned gate I had to stop and do a quick march to the club house rest room. Whoa! Sweet blessed relief!
Avodart any one??
*HEH* Have a nice evening all! And try to get a good night’s sleep!