The life and times of a moose.

Me, my cousin and a friend went to see a cover band called SuperDiamond a couple fridays ago. They're a Neil Diamond cover band and they have a good following of late 20 something to 30 something fans. Anyhoo it was at the House of Blues in Chicago. We all bought ourselves one drink to have while waiting for the show to start. Those went down pretty quickly so we walked back over to the bar to order more. Out of nowhere, these 3 guys turn toward us and tell the bartended that he's buying all three of us our drinks. At first my cousin was like, "No that's ok." But I practically put my hand on her mouth and told them, "Yes - we'll take those drinks, thank you!" Girl's Night Out Rule #1 - Always accept free drinks from men stupid enough to buy them for you (Regardless of their intentions or yours). So the three guys. Older...mid 30's to upper 40's. All married, securities brokers New York. Cha-ching. $$$ The first drink they bought us made it only halfway before they wanted to do shots. Us girls being wary of them and not wanting to puke from mixing drinks decided to go with a foofy shot - Red headed slut shots. The guys had tequila. Not sure what's in a red headed slut shot...but I think Jager is involved. One guy decided to leave and go back to his hotel. I guess it was just past his bedtime...It was only 11:30! Three or four shots and a few drinks later we're singing along to Sweet Caroline and having fun. Suddenly another group of girls walks up to the bar and the one stud makes his move on over there and buys them shots. Were we ditched? Not so much. Those guys are married and we had none of us wanted any part of so called 'business trip flings' if that's what they were looking for. And as it turns out, neither did the other group of girls. They took the shots and split after a few minutes. So the NY boys mosey on back over by us and buy more drinks! And we'll take em! The show is almost over and the guys get the tab...close to $400 bucks - and he tips $100. Nice. The two guys still wanted to go out after the show. So Kelli and I suggest going to Rockit Bar. My cousin splits with her boyfriend who was nice enough to come pick her up. On our way out I quickly discovered that wet wood floors and slippery heeled shoes don't go well together. I completely wiped out on my right knee and landed on my butt in a weird twist type of move. There I am sitting on the yucky floor wondering what the hell just happened and concentrating on the fact that my knee is throbbing. But who cares I'm going to Rockit! We hop in a cab and get inside. Celebrities are known to show up here now and then and that was the real reason Kelli and I wanted to go, we didn't even want to drink anymore. Sadly we didn't see any. Of course the NY guys started moving on to other girls and buying more tequila shots. After about 20 min we decided that it's just late and time to go. All in all a good night. Free drinks are a plus. Good times.