There must be some, somewhere. After work tonight, I went to grab a beer with a coworker, after we finished on a job site. We went to the closest restaurant, and grabbed two cold ones. Twin Peaks, Hooters for camping. It was freakin’ awful. I was so embarrassed, for myself, for the girls scantily clad and looking uncomfortable. I never wanted to slink under the table and die so much in my whole life.