Based on a true story. Names have been changed.
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"Alright, see you soon bro."
My buddy, Chris, was finding parking and meeting me in the hotel lobby. I was down in San Diego for a work event and always try to stay in touch with my college friends. I hadn't seen Chris in over 4 years and after this evening I probably should have stayed away...
"Kev, long time man!"
I turn around to see Chris coming up the lobby steps. From the looks of him, time had been good to the both of us. Chris is Mexican, 6 foot, with a muscular build. I'm Japanese and slightly smaller at 5'9". We gave each other one of those handshake hugs and laughed because it had been so long.
We decided to grab a couple drinks and catch up at the bar next to us. I let him know that I could only be out for a couple hours because I had an early start the next morning. He ridiculed me asking if I had become a pussy after all these years. After being with my girlfriend for a few years and hustling with my career, I kind of did. We sat down at the bar and picked up the drink list.
"I guess we need to go with tequila since they don't serve sake here," I joked. I saw a mischievous spark in his eye and he quickly raised his hand to the bartender.
"2 double shots of Don Julio 1942!"
For those who don't know, Don Julio 1942 is a top shelf tequila at most hotel bars. Considering I didn't want to look like a "pussy", I thanked him for his generosity and we slammed the double shots down just like our old fraternity days.
Our conversation at the bar was great. We talked about all the things old friends talk about: relationships, jobs, friends and family. Although I was already feeling somewhat tipsy, I offered to buy another round of shots. For this story's time sake, that offer ended up being 9 shots total in about an hour and half span. I was wasted.
