Last night was the strangest wing night ever. It got me to wondering if I'm in a movie of something. Welcome to "The Paul Show" everyone.
So last night the guys and I decided to switch up our usual wing night and go to the Ale House on Wednesday instead of Don Cherry's on Thursday. After some complaining and bickering about "f**king with the rotation" we ended up getting to the Ale house around 7ish, about an hour after we wer hoping to get there. We sat down and took our coats off in just enough time to be informed that they we out of wings. Yes that's right, the wing place ran out of wings. We have had a history of stupid stuff like this happening to us. The Cable people being out of cable, the Ale House being out of ale and now the wing people are out of wings.
We figure this was a sign and considered just giving up right there. We however decided to keep going and try Pitchman's. They did indeed have wings. There was much rejoicing. We ate not quite our fill (good wings but small) and got ready to pay. Then one the bartenders came over and asked us if we were going to the Mooseheads game. After we said no he asked us if we wanted to go. After we gave him a confused look he proceeded to present us with 4 tickets to the game! Best bar ever! Of course we took the tickets and went to the game.
The tickets turned out to like 5 rows back from ice level. Great seats to say the least. The Mooseheads won 5-4 against the Eagles, the best team in the league.
Our night went from bad to good in the span of like 30 minutes. It was a great night full of wings and free hockey tickets. I think Wednesday might be a good wing night day afterall! :)
L8r.
