Today is Patrick's birthday, you remember the story of Patrick, he's the boss' son at the Dunes, and has a severe crush on me when he's drunk. Not when he's sober, though. Well, maybe he does, but he doesn't show it unless he's drunk. Anyway. Last year he told me that he hates his birthdays, so I made it special for him, and he told me that it was his best birthday that he's ever had. This year, none of us were working, so I told him that if he wanted to hang out if he wasn't do anything, to call me. Well, he texted me today to tell me that he was going bowling with some friends and to come. So I went. They were a bit worse for the wear at that point, but it was fun. His friends were pretty hilarious. But then as time wore on they kept drinking, and things started to not be fun anymore. They were getting unsteady, and speech was getting slurred. They asked me to drive them to another bar, to which I refused. They wanted me to stay and hang out, but that wasn't a good plan either. So I bailed on them.
Get out while the getting is good, basically. It was getting uncomfortable. 4 guys drunkenly hitting on you can only be amusing for so long. But they were basically acting like it was a competition for my attention. haaaa
Exhausting.
Patrick told me that I was the sexiest woman he knows. Sigh. 2 more weeks and I'm out of here again. Can't wait.
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