Today, I'm going to tell you a story about a time when I didn't need a DUI attorney. I was living in a small, college town (no, it was not Colorado Springs). It was New Year's Eve. Now, I know what you are thinking. You are thinking, “But Ginny, I thought you said this was a story about a time when you DIDN'T need a DUI attorney!” I'm telling you, I didn't.
I don't drink normally. Ok, I don't drink ever. I just don't want to. But my friends did. So we all gathered at Jen's house, wearing our cutest “I'm dressed up for going out” clothes. Jen is pretty much a wine expert, and she had picked out her favorites. Well, as close to her favorites as she could; her favorites are straight from Italy, and slightly pricey for college students. They drank the wine, I drank the sparkling grape juice. They look identical, so I didn't feel left out at all.
Pretty soon, it was midnight. They were all tipsy, not drunk, just tipsy. Aaron needed to get his pj's from his house, though. Being the only sober one there, I drove him. And then I drove him back to Jen's.
I was completely sober, though, so I didn't need a DUI attorney. I'm just saying.
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