Happy Trails
One of my coworkers, Damien, an intern, was going back to college at USC or somewhere, so a bunch of us decided to go out and send him off drinking. We met up at a local bar a little ways from the office.
A lot of people showed up to hang out with Damien, before next week’s big company trip to Las Vegas. I had the most fun hanging out with Lisa, one of our office managers. I seem to get along very well with people who know what it’s like to have grown up poor. They just seem more down-to-earth and less likely to be offended by uncouth humor. Heh.
I don’t really know Damien very well, particularly since I work on the other side of the building in a completely different sphere of influence. He’s a really cool guy, and the remaining few people that stayed after a bulk of the well-wishers split hung out until about 10:30. I was planning on going to Wave’s for Velvet Shop, but my money situation is tight. Especially with higher rent and the dentist humping my checkbook at the same time.
Good luck, Damien.