by urban dictionary definition happy hour is : "where the worst selling and nastiest tasting alcoholic beverages are sold for half price, to a bunch of alcoholics too drunk to notice."
to that i say, BULLSH!T.
here the story goes.... about a month ago - i was given a random day off ( shocker! ), my gal pals were on spring break and we had several options of what to do with our time. would it be the movies, lounging around watching a law & order marathon, hiking, going shopping or going to happy hour? so one thing led to another - eww no, not that. get your mind out of the gutter!
to that i say, BULLSH!T.
here the story goes.... about a month ago - i was given a random day off ( shocker! ), my gal pals were on spring break and we had several options of what to do with our time. would it be the movies, lounging around watching a law & order marathon, hiking, going shopping or going to happy hour? so one thing led to another - eww no, not that. get your mind out of the gutter!
we went to the hour of happy - i am almost ashamed to admit but this had been my first official experience. and unbeknown-st to me it was the greatest effing day of my week and for many weeks to come! sometimes around 4pm, while sitting at my desk, i foam at the mouth thinking about how marvelous a margarita would be. whoops! perhaps that isn't normal but thats my cross to bare!
now i'll be honest, with the shenanigans i'd be dealing with at work, that day was liable to be a "give my keys to the bartender and call my boyfriend to come pick me up" kinda experience! about an hour before hand i went shopping - per usual, i spent an obscene amount of money. so there was NO way, that my "impulsive behavior" was just going to disappear. and so we truck on...
i arrive to this glorious festival and the place is seemingly mobbed. and of course in traditional stuck up fashion, i gasp - uh hello, i'm in awe at all the crazy bitches who are drinking in the middle of the day! however i can't - and won't critize, i am now.... one of THEM. < 3
the were some barriers and i will admit they aren't a "real" problem at all, however this sort of debauchery lasted waaaaaaaaaaaaaay longer then an hour. this can't be LEGAL. and like i said, impulsivity could strike at any moment and with the group i was with - dancing on the bar and running down rt. 9 topless was practically on the menu along side the half price appetizers. according to wikipedia, happy hour is slang for a scheduled entertainment period. and by god, was that the most entertaining day of my "typical" work week.
now before people go into uproar and say that i condone binge drinking... you're WRONG, thats what college was for. a nice cocktail mid day, really gets you loose and feeling lovely! in fact the creative juices DO flow better when your mind is free! if that isn't in a text book - then i'll be writing one soon! i know everyone has their own idea of a happy hour, but i've got to admit that almost dare devil aspect of drinking mid day NOT out of a solo cup in a backyard somewhere really had my attention and perhaps my membership consideration!
i'm sad to report since that time i have not gone back, my ridiculous schedule just won't allow it. but i hope you all have stories and comments to share with us about your happy hours and where we can find the BEST ONES!
C H E E R S !
