Made it to the airport for the flight home. While cleaning out the rental, I found one last can of beer that I'd somehow overlooked earlier. I jammed it into a cargo pocket and trudged into the terminal, thinking all during check-in how good it was going to taste. Since busting the top and chugging it right out in the middle of the terminal would be bad form, I adjourned to the nearest men's room to partake of my beverage in the relative privacy of one of the stalls. But alas, the beer was not to be enjoyed, for as I pulled it from my pocket, I lost my grip on it and it fell to the floor and rolled away under the divider. I'm not sure where it wound up but I heard it roll for what seemed like a long time, and of course even if I could find it again ("Yo! Anyone see a beer?"), the idea of putting that can to my mouth just didn't have the same appeal that it did a few seconds prior.
So please...a moment of silence for my can of Coors. It deserved better, and so did I, dammit.
If you'd taken a wide stance you might not have dropped it. ;-)
ReplyDeleteThat's... that's... alcohol abuse!!! :-0
ReplyDeleteIndeed!
ReplyDeleteAre you rechanneling your college years or what? Besides which Coors beer???Really??? I digress though I'm still chuckling about the entire scenario and the realization of what a true madman you actually are. Don't. Repeat. Don't change. Otherwise carry on.
ReplyDeleteHey, man...I gotta be me.
DeleteIt was a Coors. You must have been desperate.
ReplyDeleteSometimes, you just have to let it go.
ReplyDeleteThank goodness it was just Coors and not some actual beer.
ReplyDeleteWait a second! We're talking about COORS! It's not like it was a Rare Vos or something.
ReplyDeleteIt was still beer, and more importantly, it was a beer that I actually had available, not a better one sitting in a store somewhere.
DeleteI am guessing that beer was warm from all the comments you made about the scorching temps. It sounds that can is probably better off where it landed than actually being in your belly. Ewww.
ReplyDeleteAlthough, on more serious note....what kind of world are we living in where an of age man has to sneak into the bathroom to drink his beverage? You need to invent imposter slap on labels to keep with you.....on no...this is root beer, bought it from that vending machine right over there. :-)
This beer had been on ice in a cooler until just a few hours prior, when I emptied the cooler and dropped it off at a local Goodwill since UPS wanted more than the cost of a new one to ship it either back her or back to Six, who gave it to me. The beer was still somewhat cool when dropped and lost. (SOB!)
DeleteI just have this image of a guy in a stall with a huge head, PRAYING for a can of beer to ease the pain. You may have made a new convert.
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