Pie Chart Friday: Happy Hour edition

I’m going to happy hour.  I never get to go to happy hour.  I mean, I have many happy hours, but they are rarely within the widely accepted happy-hour range of 4 p.m. to 7 p.m. and they are NEVER on a Friday.  Well, I take that back.  I’ve had a few but I tend to not associate them with happy hour since they don’t end until well into Saturday.  But today, I am going to grab Friday by the happy hour and live it up, responsibly.  To celebrate this rare opportunity and the soon-to-be achievement of being in bed before 8 p.m. on a weekend night, I’m celebrating Pie Chart Friday by charting out everything that I am looking for in a happy hour.  I realize this is fairly unbelievable, because we all know the only thing I require in a happy hour is booze, but today is different.  I have standards.

Happy Hour

Ha!  I can’t believe you bought that.  Standards, yeah right!  Granted, with respect to a number of things, I definitely do have standards–incredibly, almost unbelievably low standards, but standards nevertheless.  But not with respect to happy hour, although on a normal day I suppose that 3 percent “friends” category would be non-existent.  Who needs friends when you have cheap booze?!

NotMe

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2 Comments

  1. MEOWhearthis

    At the ripe old age of 30, I just started going to happy hours. I’ve been working at Big Brown weekday nights since I was 18, so it never occurred to me to partake. Recently, though, having been off for an injury, I’ve discovered the joy of Friday after-office job drinking while chatting with the co-workers. By chatting, I mean playing obscene rap on the jukebox in the dive-y-est bars we can find and discussing douchebaggery, how awesome we are, and how much we like drinking. I’m back at Big Brown now. My liver’s happier, but throwing boxes around isn’t as fun as alcohol and singing along to Thug Luv while getting hit on by various scumbags using such lines as “I’m Big Sexy. I put Tom Selleck to shame.” Sigh.

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