It was the Prophecy Christmas party on Wednesday night and I had a really good time. We went to a place called Monsoon Poon and everyone was there, even the new guy Nigel who's just been employed in Napier.
There was lots of lovely curries to eat (including a potato one and a veggie one) and of course a lot of exotic beers to try.
Once the meal was over there was only 4 of us left who thought we might kick on for a bit. We tried to go and play pool but the first place wouldn't let us in because Tony had slightly staggered up the stairs and he had, according to the twunt in the pool hall "The appearance of being slightly intoxicated"
Hello? It's a pool hall. They serve beer and meat headshang out there. So we left there and Matt told us he knew another place that'd be open. So we walked down this dark alley, up these deak, smelly, graffiti covered stairs into another pool hall. This one had about 12 tables, 10 of which were in use. The only thing was, everyone was Asian. No worries, we went up to the bar and asked to play. "Sorry, we're closed" "What about everyone else playing here?" "No, closed, closed" I guess "Fuck off, Asian's only" was considered a bit too risky to say to us. There was was a small closed door as well which I could hear bad techno music blasting out of, just as we were leaving some scantily clad Asian lady walked out of there and closed the door behind her quickly. Damn strange!
So we settled for a normal pub in the end and found that it had a pool table we could use anyway. Bonus!
Nothing else very exciting is happening, work is plodding along at a pretty slow pace due a number of hold ups none of which we can do anything about. There's a meeting happening today, the result of which I'll find out how much longer I have to do the Auckland to Wellington shuffle. I hope not much longer. Roll on Christmas break!
Tim
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