TGIF

It's again our department's turn to put on the Faculty TGIF, a monthly booze fest for scientists. There's always this guy there in some satin shirt and a few too many buttons unbuttoned to show off his hairy chest. He comes back for seconds too. Then thirds, fourths, fifths, and so on. I had a bet with a friend about the attendees this time. He was under the impression that there'd be ladies there with eighties hair styles. I said no way, this ain't the Purple Onion. So now he owes me three american dollars. Ha!