Friday Afternoon Club

So it has been a long week, and a lot went wrong at work. To celebrate the completion of the awful week, we set up an unofficial Friday Afternoon Club that was more like a Friday evening club.

When 5:00 rolled around, Loyse (my boss) and I shut off our computers, and Mari (a work-friend) walked over from the other building, and we set up our event.

We set out a bowl of chips and one of salsa, unpacked a small cooler of beers and mini-wines, and set to chatting.

Loyse keeps a dart board in the office, but we couldn't find the rules, and no one rememberd exactly, so we made up our own game. Loyse drew a face (because she has mad art skills), and then Mari added a few details and labeled his face with a point system. We named him Mr. Frustration, a stand-in for our general frustrations with work. We called him Fred for short.

We gave ourselves 10 rounds to play, and at the end, the highest score won. Loyse and I tied at 305 points. I suggested we each throw a single dart to break the tie, but Mari thought we should arm wrestle because she had been admiring Loyse's guns. Loyse does P90X.

I was sure Loyse would win because I don't work my arms much, but I do have the advantage of being much bigger than Loyse and younger too. She's like 5'1" whereas I am closer to 5'7". We fought hard against eachother, yet we barely moved. We were pretty evenly match. As our arms started to shake, Mari started counting down. When she hit zero, we ended the match, still tied. Perfect equals.

It was fun. We talked about our pets, our various crafty projects, refinishing furniture, selling things on Ebay, losing finger and toe nails in clumsy accidents, hair dye, and anything else at all that came to mind.

There is talk of a future yarn art party, complete with chick flick. Next time we do this, I'm responsible for drinks, so I'm making them try pineapple beer.