I dragged one of my friends out to a chain restaurant for dinner last night because it was 103 degrees out and my air-conditioner was under-performing. “Come on, I need to go someplace where I’m cold,” I said.
The girls who showed us to our table were bitching because it was Tropical Tuesday, and they had to wear Hawaiian shirts with grass skirts – but they had to buy the shirts out of their own money, which really sucked. (Imagine!) I would have said something to the manager, but I didn’t want those girls to lose their jobs.
Anyway, because it was so damned hot out, I decided to treat myself to a strawberry margarita. (I liked that one so much, I had another one.) Imagine my surprise when I discovered they were $7.99 each! (Told you I rarely drink.)
It was nice to be cold, if only for an hour. Back to the oven today!