Life in the Blue

Had the company Christmas party this weekend. Delayed by snow to late January so everything was nice and festive.

Like all things Christmas Party, it was dangerous. Sushi dinner at the Drunken Fish, good times at the Dubliner. At one point I was attempting to get one of our under 21-year-old employees into a bar. Mind you that 10 other people from our group had already entered and were in the process of spending copious amounts of cash on vodka sprites and Georgia peaches. I offer the bouncer $20 to get this guy in. And he responds with “Twenty bucks? Or my job?” And won’t let the dude in.

Never mind you that this place was a lawlessness cesspool of under 21-year-old, too hot to trot Central West Enders. But this guy made it seem like he was giving up his long time career. There are only two possible outcomes. A) No one will care and you make $20. B) There is a less than 1 percent chance someone does care. You make $20 and you have another bouncer job what, tomorrow? I mean it isn’t like you have worked your whole life to have the prestigious career of a bouncer. Those jobs are a dime a dozen. So how wise was he really in choosing risking the one percent chance someone would care for $20. I say not really.

I need to get one other thing off my chest here. How on Earth did Andy Defrese get a zip-lock bag in Shawshank Redemption in the 1950s? Remember when he crawls thru the sewer and comes out in the lake with his clothes in the bag? What technology existed in this time period to keep his cloths bone dry? I am fully convinced that Red was a man who could get his hands on anything, but a zip-lock bag? And then there was that part where they are worried Andy will hang himself and the one guy says “I got Andy 6 feet of rope.” Don’t you think this would have been the opportunity for Red to tune in with “I got Andy a zip-lock bag.” I swear this is the most ‘How does no one ever notice this’ event in a movie of all time.

Anyway, happy Monday. Apple Bottom Jeans…Boots with the fur…

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