These are the lessons I learned while going out drinking in Boston….
1) There is a bar in Boston with really tall urinals- I’m not exactly a short guy as I stand 6ft tall but this Saturday night I ran into a set of urinals that was like almost even with my junk. Of course I was hammered when using said urinals so maybe I was kneeling to take a piss.
2) If you think the urinals are short it isn’t a conversation that you need to try to strike up in the men’s room- I broke the guy code and started talking to people when they were urinating. Bad form… I know. But the urinal size was really bothering me. Of course I got no reaction from anyone in the bathroom except for a couple of looks that basically said, “If you keep talking I am going to kill you.”
3) Tesla’s cover of “Signs” sounds so much better when you are hammered- There was a cover band at the bar we were at playing various songs from the last fifteen years. The combination of booze and the band’s ability made a lot of crappy songs palatable, you know when they played things by “Third Eye Blind” or “Creed”. Of course nothing was better than their rendition of “Signs” it was so good that I felt like I needed to sing along… Damn you alcohol.
4) When you see an old guy that looks like Ronnie James nobody under the age of 30 is going to get the joke- There was this old rocker dude in the bar that looked like Ronnie James Dio. I made the reference to my date who returned a blank look back at me, so I told the people around me and just got back a, “Who?” Jokes aren’t funny if people don’t get the reference.
5) When you sign your tab at the end of the night make sure to take your credit card- After signing your tab you are supposed to take you card with you. Not leave it on the bar for possibly everyone else in the bar to use.
Note: At least on bartender in every bar is nicknamed “Sully”.
Did you learn any important lessons this weekend?