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Earlier, I was sitting at the bar talking with my dear friend, Ed. It was middle of the afternoon so there weren’t many people in the pub when this 20-something dude (and believe me, he wasn’t a man, “dude” is being generous) comes in. He looks at me and says, “Hey, you wanna do shots with me?”

I’m a little taken aback that he would walk in and say that to me while I’m obviously deep in conversation with someone. So I say, “Sorry, I’m working.”

“Well, then, why don’t you get your ass behind the bar and make me a shot?”

Now Ed is older, more than 40 years my senior, and if he hadn’t been sitting there, I might’ve been a little tougher on this goon, but Ed is such a gentleman, I didn’t want him to see me being unladylike.

If only Ed hadn’t been there…