Weeklong Hangover!

Sorry for my lack of content for this week.  As I mentioned earlier this week, it was my birthday week. Thus, I have been in a haze for much of the week.  Throw in labor day and all I did was drink like a union worker on an assembly line. 

My liver tried to escape, it even punched me in the pancreas! 

In my 20's hangovers didn't have shit on me!  I could booze till the cows came home and pop up bright eyed and bushy tailed at 6:00am.  No problem.  I hit my 30's and...well suffice to say it sucked.  Didn't puke, but wish I had!

There were multiple causes for this hangover:

1. not eating during the day- This was my fault, like a moron I had a salad for lunch.  Not quite the base you want for a night of boozing.

2. Craft Beer - Holy hell this shit is like moonshine and it was going down like water! 

So what have I learned now that I am a wise 30 yr old? 

Nothing....I still feel like a stupid 20-something and will probably bring in 31 the same damn way!!!!

Birthday! Everybody get drunk!

My birthday is approaching, I am turning 30?!  Can I really be that old?  I guess so, due to a recent few interactions with people.

At the gym:

Me: Can you tell me what those chains from the barbell are for?
College aged kid: ugh, Yes Sir! They are for accommodating resistance.

He called me sir, I appreciated the answer and being polite.  But he called me sir!  I'm 30 not 40!  This is some bullshit!

I am aware that I have a few gray hairs, but I don't think I am a "sir" yet.


At the store buying beer:

Me: Do you need to see my ID?

Cashier: No, your good.  (note: this was at a walmart, not the store I go to on a weekly basis)

I think this is a prime time to have a mid-life crisis and buy a Ferrari, unfortunately I haven't had enough ads clicked yet to afford said Ferrari.  Based on the ad clicks from this site, I can buy a miniature hotwheels Ferrari...just like the real thing!

Next stop...telling those youngsters to get the fuck off my lawn!!!!