Worse things in the world

1. California's 2 a.m. end to alcohol sales. This was the first time a bartender did not stop us from drinking at 1:45. Nina called last call at 1:45 and made us pound our remaining beverage at 1:58. Thank you Nina.

2. The door to my room at The Westin, Market Street only opens if you pull the handle up.  Who the fuck pulls the handle up?  Not your boy Whiskey, and especially not when he has had a few cocktails and has to pee. But now you know.

3. Jackasses at Costco, not the employees but the rude ass customers. This is gonna be a whole post by itself on Costco etiquette, but in keeping with the theme of this here blog, not until next month.  

Drunk post alert