Thursday, April 3, 2008

I Hate Hand Stamps

A note to the bars of Charleston:

Is it seriously necessary to stamp my hand after checking my ID on a Wednesday when there are less than 30 people (including staff) in the bar? I woke up late for work this morning with a hangover and had to decide whether I would spend the few minutes before work washing the ink off my hand or eating some oatmeal.

In case you were guessing which I picked... I've got a belly full of oats and an unnecessary band-aid on the back of my hand to cover up my alcoholism.

EABOBD, Beer Works.

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