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"Sir, I'm going to call you a ride, alright? May I use your phone?"
I tipped my glass back again. There wasn't anything in it.. I guess I finished it. "Another.." I hiccuped.
"No, sir, I'm serious. As a bartender, I can decide when a customer has had too much to drink. You're in no condition to drive and you've drank too much as it is. May I use your phone to call one of your friends?"
What was he saying? He wanted my phone to call someone. Friends? I fished my phone out of my pocket and handed it to him.
I upended my glass again. It's empty..
The guy took my phone and mumbled as he went through my contacts. "Okay, I'm calling the first name. Is Andy a friend?"
"Andy..." I lent on the bar, "is.. The love of my life." I laughed.
"Right... What's your name?"
"Joe. Joe Troh," I laughed. That rhymed. "Joe Trohman."
He dialled and soon was talking to someone. "Hey, this is Carl from MacLaren's bar. Are you friends with Joe?"
I tried to take another drink but found it empty. "Another.. When you're.. Done?"
"Okay, well he needs a ride home..."
After awhile, he hung up and handed the phone to me. "What..?" Why was he handing me his phone?
He sighed and kept the phone. "Your buddy is coming to pick you up."
"Okay... Can I have another drink?"
"No." He walked away to serve someone else.
Why couldn't I get drunk in peace? He wasn't letting me get drunk. I huccuped again. Okay, maybe I'm drunk.
Sometime soon, Andy showed up. Where did he come from?
"Hey, Joe." He waved the bartender over. "Carl?"
"Yeah, here.." He handed Andy a phone. "He's had a bit too much to drink."
"Okay. Thanks," Andy took my arm and lead me out the door. "Joe, you're going to spend the night at my place, alright?"
I was spending the night at his house? I laughed, my imagination going into overdrive.
He gave me a weird look and helped me into his car. In a few minutes, I had passed out.