Friday night, crowded bar. I'm hangin' with dear friends and doing my usual Jagermeister and Guinness damage incorporated when I notice this guy at a table across the way looking at me. His eyes have a half-smile/half uncertain thing going on, but it's hard to tell if it's anything specific or just the result of all the beer bottles he's got sitting in front of him.
A minute or two later, he comes up to me with this huge smile and says,
"Brian!!"
"What?"
"Dude, Brian! ..Aren't you Brian?"
"Sorry pal, My name's Dan."
He looks me over for a second - and then he says,
"Dan!!"
A minute or two later, he comes up to me with this huge smile and says,
"Brian!!"
"What?"
"Dude, Brian! ..Aren't you Brian?"
"Sorry pal, My name's Dan."
He looks me over for a second - and then he says,
"Dan!!"