Okay, okay, I know I went to Cork last weekend and some of you might be waiting for an update. But I'm lazy, and I'll get to it when I get to it. The short of it is: we drank in pubs and kissed the Blarney Stone, and then did more drinking.
To keep you occupied, here's an encounter I overheard at a Burger King today:
"But I don't have any cash."
"Credit is a minimum charge of 7.50."
"Okay, well, that's against the law for Visa and Mastercard."
"I'm sorry, it's just our policy."
"Well then, I'm going to write a letter to your corporate headquarters in America and let them know you broke the law."
Okay, asshole. You go on and give a bad name to Americans everywhere, starting with that letter. After that I looked at the guy who was serving me and gave him a look like, did that actually just happen? He rolled his eyes at me and shook his head, then I looked at the girl and she was kind of like, what the hell? Which is just the reaction I would expect.
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