LBRS, v3

Let's be real...a beer at a tavern is better than a coffee at a christian coffee house. Last night my roommate and I went downtown to Shindig on the Green to see some coworkers, watch live (not so great sometimes) bluegrass/clogging/fiddle/etc performances, and enjoy our beautiful weather here (seriously, what hurricane?). After what proved to be an...interesting evening, we decided to head down the street for a beer to debrief on some recent events. On our way to the bar we passed the Christian coffee place. After some consideration we decided to go in, out of pure curiosity. Already feeling the humor of our dramatic turn in choice for the evening we eventually decided on a couple drinks and a piece of cake. Within mere minutes we had a couple boys (and I do say boys because they couldn't have been older than 23) not so casually find a spot at the counter right next to us and have a loud-enough-so-we-can-hear conversation. We humored them while waiting for our order and, bless their heart, rejected their offer to help us carry our plates to our spot in the next room. We couldn't help but laugh at the irony...here we are wondering how much longer it will be until we can exit the dating (or non-dating in my case lately) scene and we (very kindly) blow off two interested Christians. Before you start lecturing me on giving people a chance, while they were nice boys there was no future there. Just trust me on this. So we took that awkward 10 minute encounter as a self-esteem boost and walked ourselves over to a tavern for a couple beers and fried pickles...a much better ending to our night :)