My husband plus I went to a bar with some aged friends.
They moved across the country several years ago, however they happened to be in neighborhood for a couple of afternoons plus they called us to see if every one of us wanted to get-together. The two of us met for drinks at an aged bar that every one of us used to visit when every one of us were in our twenties. The bar still looked the same. There were stains on the floor plus all of the booth seats were dirty. The washroom looks just as dingy plus rundown as it did 30 years ago. There were only a couple of places to sit plus the bar no longer allowed smoking inside of the building. The two of us had to go outdoors on the patio to smoke. The two of us stepped outside so our husband could smoke a cigarette, then his friend joined him plus outside on the patio, they offered our husband a toke of a marijuana joint. My husband is not the genre of man that would smoke marijuana plus the fact that the guys offered it to him made our husband easily aggravated… As soon as the guy offered marijuana to our husband, he told myself and others to get our coat, because every one of us were leaving. I did not feel if Jack was extreme or not, although I feel to move when he tells myself and others it’s time to go. I feel our husband can be easily stiff periodically, although I was easily surprised by the way that everything happened. It was such a odd occurrence plus I do not feel why our husband freaked out so much over a little bit of weed.