Day Three At the Office

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The rain is here and won't go away. May in Calgary is pretty much the wettest month out of the year. We all make plans to go camping for May long weekend (this weekend coming up); yet we all know that it's either going to rain worse than the year before, or it's going to snow. I have volunteered my skills as a booze slinger to the local watering hole that currently employs me (totally forgot to book the time off); I don't believe in rain showers and mud baths, I'm more of a 'take a shit in the woods if it's the absolute last resort' kind of guy. Not to say camping isn't fun and drinking in the same clothes for 3 days isn't an absolute blast, but for real I just think I have out grown the whole 'May Long Weekend' tradition. I feel as though it's partly due to the fact that I can no longer binge drink without feeling the effects of such actions for days after; and it's also due to the fact that as the crowd at McClean Creek keeps getting younger, I myself do not.

Aside from the rain, I had yet another fantastic day pouring pints and measuring ounces of the hard stuff for the masses. Today I had a telepathic conversation with a young (and very hippy), interesting girl. I saw her standing out in the rain watching TV through the window; I muttered under my breath some words that need not be repeated, then we made eye contact. The eye contact was brief; but we both knew what we were thinking towards one another...clearly I was wrong, she came inside anyway. I'm not really sure what goes through someones head as they wake up in the morning, throw on some face paint for the day, fashion some boots out of an old blanket and some newspaper, wrap urself in a towel, make ur way into the public and search down the nearest pub that plays Tom Petty and serves cold water and hot coffee.

Needless to say, I was completely creeped out by this interesting young lady and I could only count down the minutes until she would be done sipping her water and talking to her dread locks. Had I a better camera on my iPhone, I would have been able to conjur up an amazing anti-drug add. Unfortunately the minutes I was counting turned into a total of 4 hours. Yes taht's right...FOUR HOURS! Pretty sure the girl is still there talking to her face paint and smiling aimlessly into the sky (as if she had star gazers syndrome), either way I felt it neccessary to blog about this girl as she was the only person I saw today that picked her nose and examined the aftermath at the tip of her finger for a total of 3 and a half minutes.

Happy pints and shooters!
-Digiddy