The bar scene in Napa is suddenly reminding me that in comparison to the regular clientele in these places, I am ancient.
During the week all is well and good, but then the weekend arrives and just like that this sleepy town vomits 20 somethings that resemble 12 year olds.
There's something disturbing about girls that look that young dressing like skanks and peddling their asses. ew.
I feel uncomfortable, slightly annoyed and mentally superior all at once.
stupid kids.
They're not all ridiculous, but they mostly are and all of the sudden the karaoke scene in the next room looks particularly inviting.
20 minutes and 3 whiskeys later I'm belting out "lost that lovin' feelin" duet style with an old friend.
haha, sometimes it's fun to be "old".
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cheer to that
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