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Here's a piece of advice: never say yes to a dirty martini.

I know it may seem like a good idea.
(A new drink where you can act like Blair Waldorf drinking it.)
But JUST. SAY. NO.

Mike and I went to a Christmas party.

I really do wear clothes to events like this, I promise.

See?

Upon our arrival, they offered us two drink tickets each. 

Mike got a 7&7 and I got a fruity juicy vodka thing. Something Bruce from IT recommended. 

I was feeling...twirly.

And it was delicious.

Later I was ready for something different.

Now- something about these open bars is that you have to have back up drinks.

For example, if you want an amaretto sour and they don't have any amaretto, you gotta go to plan 2 and get something that they do have.

So in my mind, I was like, "Ok. Margarita. Then whiskey sour. And then 7&7 if nothing else."

And then for some reason when it came my turn, I asked for a martini.

The bartender was like, "Now I can't do anything fancy like apple or whatever; I can only do a dirty martini."

Me: "That's fine."

Vodka and olive juice.

THE worst drink I have ever tasted.

With every sip it got worse and worse, just like wine.

I said, "Mike, I'll give you $20 if you can finish this."

Mike: "Do I have to eat the olives at the bottom?"

Me: "No."

He could barely down one sip of it.

This was terrible, guys. I was so upset that I had wasted my last drink ticket.

Haha. Wasted.

So then we had a dinner, walked around, took pictures, looked at the karaoke list.

Trudy: Karaoke is Japanese for "empty orchestra".

Ted: That's hauntingly beautiful.

Mike gave me his other drink ticket and I ordered a cosmopolitan.
I don't know if it tasted good just because I just hated the martini so much or if it was actually a good drink.
Anyhow, cosmo = new fav drink.

We talked with his boss, danced to a slow song and left.
It was pretty chill. It's hard to party hard with older people that you don't know.
At all.
Then Mike and I walked around downtown Savannah so that I could show him my new firm.
And there it was. Hidden in the middle of the block.
Mike: "Wow. You really do work at Platform nine and three quarters."

So that was the event of the weekend.
Remember: Dirty martinis can happen to anyone.
But don't let them happen to you.

Now, it's about to get really cute in here.

Are you ready for this?

I don't think you're ready for this.

OH MY GOODNESS!!!!

Kitties are just paws and jaws,
TWS