prime 112 || 112 ocean drive, miami beach, fl 33139 || (305) 532-8112
rando she: “YOU’RE BUMPING INTO ME, SHOUTING OVER ME, INTERRUPTING OUR CONVERSATION, AND YOU’RE TOUCHING MY HAIR.”
he: “you do realize you might possibly be at the most crowded bar tonight.”
barkingscreaming so i interrupt, in my most calm, non-snobberish, non-condescending, almost perfectly british tone.
me: “let me be the mediator here. clearly it was an accident. so let’s get over it & just move on.” *smile*
me to he: “don’t worry, i got your back. “
aside from the almost mini-brawl by the
cramped busy waiting bar initiated by an obnoxious idiot angry girl, all was well after our party of 12 was seated. if a fight went down, it could have possibly been the ugliest hottest catfight of 10 girls during christmas week in miami – however, we kept it classy, and crisis was averted. we win!
didn’t have the time or space to enjoy any desserts. as most steakhouses are, their servings were gigantic and appetizers seemed like 5 handfuls. come hungry and ready for a