Thursday, November 17, 2005
cant wait to ballers go out of style
In this age of ballers and big shots, it’s kind of refreshing to be a plain ole country boy. After work yesterday I went to have a slice of pizza and a beer as I normally do after a late niter in the office on Wednesday. At the bar, I sat next to two associates of mine who write/work for the same urban weekly I submit and publish these opinion-editorials for. They were drinking. I ordered my usual – a PBR (Pabst Blue Ribbon) and a shot of Cuerveo. Looking down the bar and around the room, I noticed I was the only man drinking PBR. Everyone else was drinking expensive imports and other bottle beers. First I tried to figure what was so special about the beers they selected in comparison to my PBR. Other than glass and the bottle look, I could not think of nothing. It couldn’t have been taste nor temperature – since the 16 oz PBR was colder and more beer than the others. The only difference outside of that was the two bills it cost compared to the other five dollar beers.
The gentleman next to me finished their beverages. As a kind gesture, I offered to buy them what I was drinking. One said “if it is not Patron, I can’t drink it. I retorted, "well don’t get him a drink. The only reason he asking for it is because he hear the name in songs and on music videos”, speaking to the bartender. It made me realize that we are some fucked up folks, not amenable to accepting a free drink, unless it has status to it. The tequila I consume is based on taste, and I’d really prefer Sauza, but they didn’t offer it. He eventually accepted my drink and even commented “that’s real good”. It just makes me think and count my blessing to be a country boy instead of some big baller. When people ask me what kind of beer i want, I reply cold, especially if it is free.