Jessica threw a happy hour last night, and somehow we all managed to wake up this morning with some dignity. We were joined by Aaron, who quickly regretted being social, and my co-worker Susan, who after only three martinis had this philosophical nugget to share: "I'm a photography." That's right Susan, you can be anything you want to be. Ah well, at least she's professional.
After all that though, I'm guessing the highlight was Jess, who not only got her groove thang on, but proceeded to engage in some sort of a dance-off with a hefty black girl on the other side of the bar who we suspect was smuggling midgets under her sweater. Alas, we didn't get a chance to check. Next time, we promise.
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