A brief anecdote from tonight’s pub night alternative at Geoff’s:
Fritz threatened to throw me in Geoff’s closet for being silly and a bit annoying. I obliged and went in the closet myself. Geoff complained because his clothes were in there. Once I got in and the doors were closed, someone blocked the door.
I had memorized Geoff’s extension before coming over, in case I needed to use the callbox to get into Pittenger. I called his phone on my cell phone, which was on my belt. He was initially confused, but then I said “Hi Geoff, this is Nick. I’m in your closet”. Everyone laughed.
It appears I’m really good at being the entertainment. It probably helps that I get drunk a lot more quickly than anyone else, because I’m a total lightweight. There are two advantages to this: first, I get drunk quickly, without a significant expenditure on alcohol, and second, I get undrunk quickly, which means I’m already sobering up so I can sleep without worrying about being ill or even hungover in the morning.
I win. :o)