In the days leading up to my birthday, I was thinking that not going out at midnight would be alright; I would be fine waiting until the next night to celebrate. But as my coworkers heckled me about my birthday plans, my eagerness to use my clipped ID and yellow papers grew exponentially.
So at midnight, despite our early work schedules, a few friends and I went out to the closest bar we could find. It wasn’t as much of a dive as I had expected, but it was just as exciting as you would expect a Thursday night to be.
We spent the last minutes of September 9th standing outside the Continental bar and promptly at midnight we walked through the doors. We showed the bouncer our IDs and with his question of “Is it September 10th?”, was certainly not as excited about my birthday.
After not more than a few minutes sitting at the bar, we each had a shot in front of us, courtesy of a guy across the bar. Free is certainly a nice way to start what will certainly prove to be an expensive habit.
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