Teetotaller By Default
Drinks are so expensive here, I've not gotten wasted for a long time. Is that a good thing?
God, I miss those Saturdays where the restaurant staff in Sydney go clubbing after closing. You get beers for $3 and dance the night away in the city, then walk home in 5 minutes.
Over here, you pretty much have two choices: Fork out ridiculous amounts for cover and a baby glass of Tiger, or let some stranger buy you a drink and endure the conversation for 5 minutes. How to get rid of the guy pleasantly without giving out numbers is an art form. And then, you gotta fork out $20 for the cab fare home.
And all that to hear some guy belt out a carbon version of Maroon 5's This Love?
On Monday, I went out to dinner with my ex-housemate Judy. She's literally gorgeous enough to turn heads wherever she goes. And this young lady wants to do equities research! Ha! Trust me, babe, you SO belong to private banking.
Anyway, we went to some bar at the top floor of Raffles City for wine. Spellbinding city views. But I almost jumped off the building when I saw the bill for 2 glasses of red: $88.
Where's an irritating stranger with deep pockets when you need one?
God, I miss those Saturdays where the restaurant staff in Sydney go clubbing after closing. You get beers for $3 and dance the night away in the city, then walk home in 5 minutes.
Over here, you pretty much have two choices: Fork out ridiculous amounts for cover and a baby glass of Tiger, or let some stranger buy you a drink and endure the conversation for 5 minutes. How to get rid of the guy pleasantly without giving out numbers is an art form. And then, you gotta fork out $20 for the cab fare home.
And all that to hear some guy belt out a carbon version of Maroon 5's This Love?
On Monday, I went out to dinner with my ex-housemate Judy. She's literally gorgeous enough to turn heads wherever she goes. And this young lady wants to do equities research! Ha! Trust me, babe, you SO belong to private banking.
Anyway, we went to some bar at the top floor of Raffles City for wine. Spellbinding city views. But I almost jumped off the building when I saw the bill for 2 glasses of red: $88.
Where's an irritating stranger with deep pockets when you need one?
posted by Erica Tay at 3:47 PM
1 Comments:
hey gal,
it's probably a good thing. Not getting wasted, I mean, not the expensive drinks.
On the other hand, you can always buy some alcohol from the supermarket, invite a small group of close friends over, turn on the air-conditioning, and pretend you're back in Sydney again. No need to worry about giving complete strangers your phone number then :)
R.
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