These Hybrid Moments

My name is Bobby, I'm 25, a History graduate from VCU, and I'm awesome.

My Life

Tonight a friend of mine for the last seven years invited me out for some celebration beers since he had a job interview early the morning after my graduation party and was unable to make it. Great, thought i, an excuse to hang out with an old friend and get a few drinks. Unbeknown to me, he had been drinking prior to meeting me. The five shots in two hours may have had some part in the future outcome of the evening, who knows?

As last call happens, his girlfriend and her room-mate leave the bar and head back to her house. We were going to stop by 7-11 so i could pick up some spicy peanuts (I love them, fuck you.) Drunk-friend decides that arguing with the Egyptian cashier about World Cup outcomes was the best way to handle being piss drunk in 7-11 on a Tuesday night. He buys us snackfoods and we head over to his girlfriends house.

This leads to my being given a tour (she just moved in) and his going to bed immediately. Whatever, he is drunk and probably sleeps here everyday anyway think i. Ten minutes later she goes to her room after we hear rustling and clanging noises. Arguing ensues. Drunk-friend was climbing out of her window wearing only his boxer-briefs. No phone, no keys, no shoes. Just underpants. He proceeds to try and scamper down the alley before she can run after him. He won’t see reason, and is walking through gravel and glass bits down a city alley trying to get home. Bare in mind that with no keys or phone getting in would be a challenge.

Anyway, he wouldn’t listen to his girlfriend and only agreed to come back to her house if i drove him home. On the walk down the alley he spotted a cat that looked like “Garfield” and chased it into some random backyard. He sat on their back steps and pet this cat for a while, and I got bored watching from the alley and decided to pee. I turn around and both Drunk-friend and the cat were gone. The son of a bitch made a run for it. I searched high and low and couldn’t find him, and eventually gave up and went back to his girlfriend’s house. He was inside, trying to sneak out again. Apparently he made a break from me, only to walk in her front door.

I just wanted to share this story before i forgot it.