L'esprit de l'escalier

We got off from work around 12-ish. Me and my officemates went downstairs to Banchetto for a midnight snacking and gorging galore. After which, went straight ahead to Madison’s (which was around 1:30 I think) for a round or two. Guess who and what the drinking topic was. ME. Again. I dunno why these people are so obsessed with my, umm, well, sex life. They’d be giving advises, reprimanding me everytime there’s a missed opportunity and such. According to them, “we’re on the post-modern era and that I should be enjoying the fullness of life.” LOL at them.

My only rebuttal was that there is an exception to every rule and that I don’t think it’s proper to have those kind of activities with a woman I barely even know. Told them I maybe an oldie stylie regarding these things, but that I’ll be sticking to that principle. That dropped the case. Whew.

Anyway, go home around 4-ish. Headache. Ugh.