the pharma chronicles part I

LINK: the pharma chronicles part I

Honestly, I love going to these pharma dinners. It’s giving me life! Not only do I get to be educated and try out new venues, but it also gives me an opportunity to network…. and people-watch. People are getting lit and when that happens, they become more uninhibited and they say some fucked up shit. I cannot make up half the nonsense that comes out of their mouths. It can be the most deranged shit show I’ve ever seen.

I recall a while back, a man who was seated near me was wearing sunglasses in the restaurant at night. He was cut off from the wait staff from drinking more alcohol so at one point, he started grabbing bottles of wine and people’s unfinished wine (glasses) from the tables and going at it. He had no shame to his name. Bruh.

For this dinner, I was feeling a bit under the weather but I promised my friend that I would attend and I don’t like being a flake.

The view from upstairs.
Parker house roll and iceberg wedge salad (grape tomato, red onion, bacon, aged balsamic, danish blue cheese)
8 oz medium filet mignon, truffled cream spinach, whipped potatoes, roasted mushrooms
Brookie tart (ice cream, cookie crunch)
Butter cake (sour cream ice cream)

I am sitting down, enjoying my meal, and chatting away with others about Poland, homelessness, culture, faith, and BOOM out of nowhere, the person next to me starts to unravel more and more as the night wears on. It immediately broke my attention and I found myself eavesdropping at what was going on at the other end of the table. She is spilling all sorts of tea at this point and gives zero fucks. She doesn’t give a shit who is listening…and I’m here for it.

“My ex called CPS (child protective services) on me and that’s what happens when you date someone vindictive like that”.

The woman has become completely unhinged and is about to get another glass of wine. I tend not to drink at these dinners because I have anemia and so I’m already lethargic AF. I don’t need a depressant, no… no. I need caffeine and my drink of choice will always be coffee. Copious amounts of it. Plus, drinking won’t help me remember these moments. IJBOL (I just burst out laughing).

Anyway, going back to the CPS woman, she was getting louder and bragged about how she was making more money than her colleagues and friends. She didn’t say how much she made, at least I didn’t hear it but earlier in the night, she did blurt out that she had 100k that she wanted to invest in the restaurant business. Now, I’m not sure how her night ended since I left earlier than others but she made the night even more memorable.

Wines
Meat fridge
Meat fridge

I took a few pictures as I was exiting the restaurant. Everything was delicious, my only complaint is that the food took a very long time coming out… but it was damn worth it.


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4 responses to “the pharma chronicles part I”

  1. umikim Avatar
    umikim

    I tend not to drink @ work functions. If I do it’s ONE cocktail. I’ve seen coworkers get FUCKED UP though cuz they wanna get stupid on the company’s dime. And then that’s when the stupidity and career ending moves happen.

    1. rosiehong Avatar

      play stupid games, win stupid prizes. no need to show my ass to everyone.

  2. Nicholas K F Matte Avatar

    Yikes!!!! Have to go to T.O. or Montre. to hit a restau. like that!! Those plates are unreal sumptuous!!

    1. justrojie Avatar

      yeah they were superb!

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