A group of 17 year olds walked in and sprinted towards the only unoccupied table. Even before they've settled down, someone screamed "That was a tough paper muchaaaaa..I need some beerrrrr now". As usual, they were annoyingly loud, and annoyingly short on vocab; like we were, close to 10 years ago.
A couple occupying the next table seemed like they were disturbed by the young group. Well actually the woman seemed disturbed. The guy on the other hand looked kinda relieved. You know how sometimes, its apparent in couples, that the female is more interested in making sure her male is constantly giving her attention. He would rather be somewhere else, probably guzzling down beer with his guy friends. But he knows what's good for him... and decides to spend a quiet night with her. Bored shitless. He probably thinks its better to be bored than single.
Another group of people were downing mugs at the counter. I went on rattatat-ting on my macbook and when i looked up, 5 minutes later, a packed house was now only half full. Half the tables, the whole counter, and a couple of waiters suddenly went missing. Everyone was out, blowing smoke rings or at-least attempting to. Even the two waiters accompanied them, just to make sure no one takes off... without paying.
The only conceivable reason for placing a 32 inch on the counter, is probably to shield the bar tender when he's digging his nose or downing taps himself. The bald guzzler was squinting at the screen from time to time. From where he was sitting, it could only be viewed from an angle of 180 degrees. Yet he almost doubled up backwards on his bar stool to catch a glimpse of a 22 year old playing a perfectly executed on drive. How bored he must be... sitting there making small talk with a whole bunch of "like minded" young adults. When i say "like minded" I mean a young stud who's shaved his head and both his eyebrows, a chica that walks and swears like a man and a forty year old that sports formal pants coupled with shiny white Nikes. Oh, by the way, there are tons of these kinda folks at Koshys. Only, its a little too hot to sit there for hours, which is why I'd pick Windsor Pub any day.
Even though, sometimes, you're unlucky enough to be stuck with a group of noisy brats, more often than not, it is a great small place to drink, eat, chill, work, meet people, talk, write, observe and laugh. I should tell you that if you go there after 8pm, you will have to risk not getting a table.
Cheers!! I mean Beerss!!
