So I'm sitting at the Duck because I promised my fellow co-workers I'd have some content finished tomorrow. I should not have picked the Duck to try to accomplish this incredible feat of daring, for a few reasons if not more:
1. The beer here is way too good. I can get a mini-glass and tell myself that is all I'm going to have, and then that mini-glass turns into three mini-glasses and I'm not typing as quickly as I should...
2. There are people here that I know, and there are people here that I really like to talk to, and there are also people here that I want to "dodge"... and hide from. This poses a huge dilemma: smile and converse, or huddle in my shaded corner? Hmm...
3. It's freaking beautiful outside, and they're always playing good music, and the ducks like it too so they dance. What is better than watching dancing ducks in the afternoon sun? Certainly doing work just gets in the way of this.
4. It's the best place for overheard conversations. Right now, the nice table of ladies next to me is discussing one of the ladies' trip to the beach this weekend. Evidently her significant other bought her a new dress. And new shoes. And a ring. OR something. And they were all talking about someone that I know. Awkward.
5. I love the waitstaff, and I always want to invite them to sit down and have a beer with me. Keith, is that allowed?
Overall, my time at the Duck this afternoon was pretty productive and a nice change of pace. I definitely need to enjoy my afternoons like this more often...
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