Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Give me booze, or give me death.

It's amazing what a difference three years makes. I've lived in my new state for three years, and I haven't visited my college in that long. Why I decided on a whim to drive 90 minutes and pay (way too much) to see Shakespeare at my college I don't know. I had all these grandiose plans. My friend and I had packed a nice dinner (sandwiches, pudding, brownies, cheezits. We're so healthy) and we were going to stop by the liquor store that's around the corner from school, get a chilled bottle of white, and be on our merry way.

I managed to remember how to get there, which is actually pretty amazing because I haven't done the drive even a little in three years. We start to drive to the theatre, when I realize that we didn't stop at the liquor store. So we had to go back out. The road we need is totally destroyed... and I can't figure out how to get into the shopping center. When we finally do get in... we walk up to the liquor store (which is next to a kind of dirty, but very delicious pizza joint) and it's EMPTY. But it has a sign that says something like "Don't Mind our Appearance... Moving to the Promenade on August 15." Um. It's July. Not August. So...where is the wine?

We go across the street to the other shopping center (literally right across the street from one another. And they both have grocery stores in them. Oh, and in this state you can't by beer/wine in a grocery store. Need to go to liquor store for wine/liquor, and a state store for beer. It's backwards). The manager of the Giant is outside, so I say um...where's the liquor store that was RIGHT THERE? So then he tells me of this magical promenade that I've never been to because I haven't been here in three years. He explains how to get there...gives me the wrong names for roads, and sends me on my merry way. I find it by accident, because I had no idea where I was going and turned too early I think, and this thing is flipping huge. There are seriously 50 stores.... and they're all storefronts. It's like a mall turned inside-out. So I drive all over this freaking thing trying to find some damn wine (and at this point, I'm a little miffed because the show starts in 5 minutes and we're 15 minutes away)

Seriously. I looked everywhere for this damn store. I was getting a little more than annoyed... there's no map anywhere of what is where... and if I wasn't in a hurry, I'd totally browse in some of the shops (especially the boutique cosmetics store! yay!) but I didn't get to enjoy cute little boutiquey shops. I needed booze. So we decide to just leave and get soda or something, when I realize there's one little tiny strip that we ignored when we first came in. Of course that's where the liquor store is. If I had turned left instead of going straight, I would have saved myself 10 minutes. So we get our booze, and we get to the theatre at 6:30...the show started at 6.

Pulling into the theatre, I realize that the parking lot is empty, and none of the tables are set up for the Green Show. Which starts at 7...not 6. Whoops. At least I have booze. (it was good, too. I just wish I remembered what it was called.)


Bayjb said...

Awww great post. I love drinking in a parking lot. I just did it this summer and it was fab!

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Jdarko said...

I like your writing, Gina