Dream 434: Lost without her
02.13.2016 § Leave a comment
Karin goes upstairs into the mini-Guggenheim inside the bar, leaving me alone.
When I look back, my table has gotten put together with some other guy’s. Now there are three beers on the table, each 80% drank. I know that that’s about as much as I had drank. The other guy says that he had drank about that much, too. Neither of us have any idea to whom this third 80% drank drink belongs to. We decide to mix all three together in one glass, then divide the contents of that glass into two halves, one for each of us. Gross.
Now me and this guy aren’t talking at all, and the waitresses are pissed off that we’re sitting together. If we’re not friends, we should sit at different tables and take up more room, they figure.