21
Last night my brother (Walt), his friend (Joel), and my sisters’ boyfriend (Josh) all went out for dinner, drinks, and a few rounds of pool. Basically one last night with the boys before my brother gets the ball and chain, he’s getting married on Saturday. I feel old btw. Well they ordered drinks, I ordered a Coke, and of course we ate. Off to the pool table and a few rounds of pool with Josh stopping drinking so he can drive home. This is because my stick driving skills are still being working on and I don’t want to mess up his Scubi. Well about 8:45 the lady comes up to us and tells us that there can’t be minors at the pool tables past 7, we all thought it was 9 like most places, so we left. None of us were pissed or anything it just bugs me because there is no place that my brother, or anyone for that matter, to go hang out and have fun past x time. It sucks. I wish I could be 21 not for the drinking, but for the ability to just hang out and not get kicked out of places and bs times. It’s also funny that the guys didn’t get carded.
