Later that afternoon I met up with Deb so that I could ask her a bunch of questions about how to bill clients as an independent consultant! Thanks, Deb!
Yep, not even three minutes later and Deborah's already grabbing my titty. Watch carefully as the effects of tequilla unfold before your very eyes. (Also, it should be noted that this is also the point in the evening where, with the exception of Jim, every single Nerve employee pussed out and went home. Spring Street Reprazent, yo!!!)
Deb and Jen smile while I cast a discerning look in the direction of the creepy guy in the background. This guy stood amonst our group by himself silently glaring at us for over 3 hours without saying a word. We were going to ask him what was up but decided against it because we thought we might just start cutting us up.
