My One Cliche Hookup
I was 20 at the time when I let some friends talk me into being their designated driver while they went out to a karaoke bar. I'm not much for karaoke, but I do enjoy watching drunk people try to sing. So on this particular occasion, I became a bar flower.I made myself comfortable on a bar stool, my legs crossed as a tapped a perfectly manicured fingernail against a glass of coke. I had a good spot in my stool, raised slightly above all the people at the tables in front of the stage. I could...