Party Night

My night life is like that. Anybody that knows me just knows that I'm a party animal. Why I just spent most of my evening trying to find a CVS to purchase a phone charger. SHWING!

 

You ever buy a charger for your phone at CVS and you forget they make the packaging out of that bulletproof plastic and you didn't pack a pair of scissors in your luggage so you're forced to open it up with a toenail clipper? No? Ok I'll move on. 

You ever buy a charger for your phone at CVS and you forget they make the packaging out of that bulletproof plastic and you didn't pack a pair of scissors in your luggage so you're forced to open it up with a toenail clipper? No? Ok I'll move on. 

Oh and the party didn't stop there. Here's a quick recap of my conversation with room service: me: "Yo, may I have a bottle of wine sent up to room 319?" room service: "Yes you may. Should I bring up two glasses, sir?" me: "Nah. Just one." room service: "oh...wow. Ok." me:  "MAN NEVERMIND, BYE."

Oh and the party didn't stop there. Here's a quick recap of my conversation with room service:

me: "Yo, may I have a bottle of wine sent up to room 319?"

room service: "Yes you may. Should I bring up two glasses, sir?"

me: "Nah. Just one."

room service: "oh...wow. Ok."

me:  "MAN NEVERMIND, BYE."

He didn't have to respond like that! But that's the fast life I chose baby!