Happy Hours

One of my friends is home from grad school for a week, so last night a bunch of us went out for happy hour. We went to a hole in the wall restaurant/bar near the campus of USC. For happy hour they have $2 margaritas and the food is pretty cheap and very good. After a few hours of eating and drinking the waiter came with shots of tequila for all 9 of us and to my surprise he said they were on the house, I was like sweet. The bill wasn’t that much, but what surprised us was the number of margaritas we had, between the 9 of us we had 29 margaritas.

One of our friends lives a few blocks away from the restaurant and even though many of us had work the next day, it was still early so we decided to go chill at his place for a while. We got to his place took an Irish car bomb as a group and just hung out catching up with everyone’s life and also sobering up before heading home.

To think all of this happened on a Tuesday night, I kept on thinking that it was a Friday or Saturday night.