Let me start out by saying I don’t usually drink a lot. I’ve never been the “party animal,” at least not your typical party animal. I did stay up one night with a friend discussing the logistics behind opening a go-karting place where you could battle people Mario Kart style, but that’s about as wild as I get.
But there was one night. I was 23 and my girlfriend (at the time) had her best friend visiting from out of town. I had never met any of her friends before this, so it was a big deal. As the Spice Girls hit song states, “if you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends.” My girlfriend (Jenna) went to pick up her friend (Emily) at the airport while I stayed back at our apartment and cleaned up a little bit.