Got here Tuesday night. Downtown Seattle, nice hotel…old school. The first thing I want to report is that I was “cut-off” at the lobby bar. First time this has ever happen to me. The waitress comes over puts down my drink and tells me that per their policy this will have to be my last drink. I asked her why, she told me that it was my Xth (actual number withheld to protect the author) Tanqueray and tonic.
Dumbfounded and still feeling parched, we left for a friendlier atmosphere.
Come on… it’s a blog…. full disclosure and transparency….
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