Friday, October 2, 2009

High Life.

I went to a fancy restaurant the other night.

How fancy was it?

This restaurant was so fancy that the first floor was a Ferrari/Maserati dealership.

This restaurant was so fancy that the private elevator that takes you to the 2nd floor was completely decorated with inlay pearl and hand crafted metal work.

This restaurant was so fancy, white gloved waiters hovered around me all night waiting to refill my water glass the second I drank out of it.


Mike said...

I could be wrong, but I'm pretty sure you proceeded to take one sip every few minutes just to see how fast someone could come refill the glass...

Adam said...

Me? Never! You know that I treat the help well. When I need something I just ring my silver bell and then scream until someone does whatever the hell it is I want.