Post #798527

Actually went out last night. Unexpectedly nice evening. Husband and his best friend wanted to go to a casual version of the furry beer group meetup at a pub. If you recall, I'm no more than neutral with some of them, and I actively despise several. Still, that's a big buffer, so...try again? It wasn't like I really appreciated the company of the group at large, they haven't gotten better, especially the asshole that runs the thing. I quipped on the way there he was going to say something confidently ignorant about beer in the first five minutes, and would you believe I was right? Apparently Bellhaven (Scottish Export) is a "Scottish Cream Ale" (such a style doesn't exist) that was an awful lot like Guinness (it was served to him on nitro, the styles are otherwise are diametrically opposed). Husband and his best friend got sick of his narcissism and glorifying being drunk that they gave up trying to communicate with him within the first 5 minutes. During the walk back to the train station, we just tore into what a uniquely awful person he was. Brought me closer as a friend to my husband's best friend. Sometimes you just need a little catharsis, I guess! #beer #alcohol