It tasted so wonderful. And it wasn't even my favorite kind. But apparently a nearly two-month hiatus from all kinds will make any kind taste like nectar from the gods.
Although it was only a beer. It was delicious.
Perhaps made even better by being free. And the exchanges of laughter and the entertaining stories that accompanied it.
Inevitably, the crowd started to dwindle until it was only two. My friend (and boss) and I. We talked for a bit until he mentioned he had to get home to his wife and kids.
I said I needed to get home to TheDog. Then in my one-beer tipsiness, I blathered on about how lame it is that all I have is a dog that wants to see me at the end of the day.
It wasn't until I was in my car on my way home that I realized just how utterly pathetic my blathering was. And how lonely I felt, when everyone else I work with had somewhere to go or someone to see, and I just had a dog to feed.
Not that the woe-is-me lasted all that long, but I'm sure it sounded just that way to my friend.
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We have all been there.
As Jeremy said, we've all been there. I'm there now. Just got back from marrying off yet another friend. Wine anyone? But, as you said, my dog was very excited to see me.
I don't think that s pathetic at all- some of my best friends are dogs. :)
I know you want more and you deserve it.
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