I’ve never been able to tell this story. Two things have prevented me from sharing. First, I’m happily married, and I don’t want her to know, and second, no one would believe me. This story is true to the best of my memory. I was a little drunk that night.
My best friend, Kevin, and I both have incredibly stressful jobs. We like to get away about once a quarter and blow off some steam. For years, it has been our tradition to pick a random city, flyout to it, and barhop all day. We usually stay the night in an Airbnb to sober up and fly back the next day.
This time, we were in south Florida. We spent the whole day enjoying the local dive bars and we were winding down the night. Our last stop was a very cool retro arcade/bar. Unfortunately, the place was dead. There may have been 6 people in the whole place. It was a weeknight and not many people were still out.
Towards the back of the bar was an air hockey table. He and I started challenging each other to games with the loser buying the next round of drinks. That’s when Joy and Amber walked up and asked to join the competition.