Monday, January 25, 2010

Holy Lemonade.

Yesterday I went to a restaurant called BJ's. (I have no clue what it stands for, but I'm pretty sure it's not what you're thinking). Anyways, the server came over and it was time to order beverages. Shannon ordered first and said, "Water." I had to order next and found myself in quite a predicament, because everyone knows that once one person orders water, the rest of the table has to, or else they will suffer a slight guilt for ordering something else. Most of the time it's because you're cheap (like me) or don't want to feel like a fat-ass. Either way, I felt inclined to say "water" just as Shannon did, as if I was supposed to, in order to be polite or something. So I gave in; I ordered water, even though I had my eye on the strawberry lemonade. I regretted my decision immediately, but hey, I was saving a few bucks. Lame right? I was sitting there in my watery shame, as my friends ordered fantastic things like Root Beer and Pepsi. I blew it. (Lol, BJ's joke). Anyways, just as the server was about to leave the table, I gathered up some courage and asked for the strawberry lemonade. I gotta say, it was probably one of the best decisions of my life because when it came to the table and I tasted its syrupy sweetness, I was in heaven. Without a doubt, it was the best lemonade I will ever have in my life. The others at the table tasted and agreed, it was amazing.

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