Last night was the second time I attended an alumni meet because a few friends were there. They're the only reason I show up. If they're not around, I stay home and go cyber. The first time was also my first time to realize that I have been gone from the hilltop (our fond name for alma mater dear) for quite awhile. People were seated according to batches of five years, and oh-oh... I no longer belong to the pediatrics. The nursing home draweth nigh, *pita*
A pattern is forming. Last night I repeated what I did with schoolmates after the meet: proceed to Hard Rock. The place looked brighter, and a friendly server dropped by our table to make small talk that left me both smiling and furrowing my brow.
She pointed at my neck cheerily, and asked ....
"Sorry?," I hollered thru the blare of Guns N Roses' Sweet Child O' Mine.
"Your necklace," she bellowed, "torquoise?"
This time I heard her, "ah yes, solid. All of it."
She swayed her hips to the next table. I got ready for another puff while two love birds near my butt were feeling the moment.
A concoction of Jack Daniels, vodka, lime, and I forgot the rest replaced my pomegranate martini from the previous post-meeting night out
I didn't know HR staff do this. I must have been boringly cocooned for too long
We danced in front of the band a few minutes before calling it a night. Or morning. An hour or two had probably passed after the clock struck 12
Doing Hard Rock once or twice a year is just perfect. Til the next alumni meet....
~ OWM is brought to you by Ebie and Arlene ~
Comments
Al, I wish you'll find the time soon to chill after Ondoy.
nice weekend get away, zel! thanks for joining us this week.
Arlene
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On the pictures it looks like you had a GREAT time ^____^
and loved also hard rock :))
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