Bad Time
It's a mysterious thing. Yesterday I got together with the same group of people who before were So Much Fun, but yesterday's party, for some reason, was a Bad Time. Who can explain the whys and wherefores of a group chemistry? Just like the random good night out is a surprise, last night's carefully planned bad night out was a cause for bemusement.
It's not like people weren't trying; my friends are real troopers, and I appreciated that. Maybe we were too tired (if so, we shouldn't have gone to Denny's afterwards; but there's this thing that happens at a Bad Time where you don't want to give up until it's salvaged). At one point I thought, if this weren't my party, I'd be outta here.
Ach. You can't always get what you want. What an appropriate lesson to learn again in my aging years.
It's not like people weren't trying; my friends are real troopers, and I appreciated that. Maybe we were too tired (if so, we shouldn't have gone to Denny's afterwards; but there's this thing that happens at a Bad Time where you don't want to give up until it's salvaged). At one point I thought, if this weren't my party, I'd be outta here.
Ach. You can't always get what you want. What an appropriate lesson to learn again in my aging years.
posted by Rex at 3:07 PM
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