above: the aberkids (+ mandy) being silly and cute. minus mack who’s just way too cool for all of us and is perpetually on her phone talking to people who are probably cooler than we are.
the bunch of us had dinner plans and mackenzie invited me over to her apartment to predink with her and her roommate and i eagerly accepted. the night had already looked like it was going to be a good time, but some spontaneous alcohol definitely couldn’t hurt.
i showed up at her doorstep around twenty minutes before we were supposed to meet up with everyone else. she was in the bathroom when i arrived so i let myself in and met her roommate amanda (mandy). people always seem to be in bathrooms when i get to the party.
the two of them had been keeping it classy (as always) and sipping on glasses of wine but my arrival was apparently the cue for a shot of vodka. we all took a shot and mack found it disgusting. i ended up taking three more and finishing one of mandy’s glasses of wine and we were all in a very happy place by the time we left.
i was tipsy when we met up with everyone else and we decided to go to the old spaghetti factory down by the esplanade since jesse recommended it and everyone else seemed content to do whatever.
i am never going back there ever again.
first of all, the food wasn’t even that great (apparently the salads were especially subpar – thank goodness i got the soup), but more importantly, we were, as a group, a downright embarrassment.
leave it to the aberkids to turn what was supposed to be a nice, quiet dinner with the coworkers into a rowdy laughandlovefest.
i saw another one of my starbucks baristas as we were waiting for our table to be ready and since i was tipsy (and therefore not entirely capable of behaving in a socially acceptable manner) i went up to him and awkwardly introduced myself. his name was andrew and he was with his best friend and his asian boyfriend, who i could tell took an instant disliking to me.
even i could tell that things got pretty awkward pretty fast, and usually my gauge on awkward-levels gets wonky when i’m drunk.
so i made my way back to my friends and they accused me of being a slut and flirting with another random stranger when really i already kind of knew the guy.
soon our table was ready and we were all seated. and that is when we caught sight of our server.
jesse instantly (and jokingly, thank goodness) fell in love with him. i mean, i guess he was kind of cute. poor guy soon became a running inside joke. we got his name (jason) and jesse even got a photo of him before we left. i couldn’t tell if he liked us or if he was entirely annoyed by our presence. he kept popping up as a theme of conversation (jesse claimed they were getting married) and i’m almost certain he heard at least half of what we were saying, which must’ve been embarrassing for both parties involved. he definitely knew we were talking about him.
at one point there was an asian bus boy (we later learned that his name was andrew) cleaning a table next to us and shehan kept making jokes about how marianne was probably going to have sex with him in the bathroom or something. we were all giggling and being generally immature when he turned around and addressed us, saying
“fyi, i heard everything you said”
or something to that effect.
we just about died laughing. absolutely shameless.
by the time we left, i knew that they all probably hated us, but whatever – it was a blast.
the staff there should be happy for all the lovin we showed them. we even left a little love note with marianne’s number on it for andrew.
maybe it’s because i was kind of drunk at the time, but dinner was a lot funnier and much more entertaining than what i just described. i guess you had to be there to really get it.
there was rarely a moment when one of us wasn’t laughing and good times were had by all.