Quarter Life Crisis
Wanna hear about something really odd I just did on Friday night? Too bad, I'm gonna tell you anyway. Drinking with teachers you had in Jr. High. Yep, you heard me right. After the shows got finished on Friday night at the Jr. High, all the teachers involved in the production invited me out for a drink with them at T.J. Wings, a small neighborhood bar near the school. I must say, teachers are totally different once you get them out of a classroom setting. Drinking like fish, smoking like a chimney, and cussing like a sailor. It was strange enough sharing a brew and some nachos with your 7th grade drama teacher without all the crazy shenanigans that went on there. If you really wanna know, ask me.