I just got off the phone with Gabe. He is on a “business” retreat. For work.
Why is “business” in quotes, you ask?
This was the beginning of our phone call:
Gabe: How’s it going?
(loud noise in the background)
Me: Did somebody just yell San Dimas High School football rules?
Gabe: Yes. Yes, they did. They’re playing beer pong.
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Man. I wish I worked for Gabe’s company.
Yeah, those businessmen sure know how to relax. San Dimas? Isn’t that where Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure took place? Ha!
That line comes up a lot around here.
Where is he?
Nice Job. He’s so lucky. I bet he worked really, really hard to get that small, quick break of beer pong.
Haaa!
I have friends from San Dimas High School! They rock!!
…I certainly hope he wasn’t referring to San Dimas, California….
if so, no need to be jealous of his “retreat”.
Hey! My hubby is away at a “business” conference…. In Las Vegas!!!! Yeah, how fair is that? And I got the loud noise in the background thing too!!!
I think I need a beer, now that you mention it.
I’ve had that conversation too. “Honey, why are you calling me from a cocktail party at 3am” “Oh, Beth, it seems that in Geneva, business dinners go really late.” “Honey, do they go on at strip clubs too?” Beer pong is a new one though!
I don’t think we ever grow out of drunk dialing, do you?