Part II : "3 girls, 1 guy, and a british dance club" or "saturday night"

I had made plans with this girl I hadn't really seen in about 5 months and before that another 5 months to go out to a bar right after work. We actually didn't have any concrete plans and just wanted to hang out since it had been a while since we had seen each other. As it turns out during my shift I get a call from this girl that was a friend of a friend's who became my friend. She wanted me, her, and her friend to go out to this dance/bar/club place nearby and [being me] I wasn't really thinking and I said yes. After hanging up on her I quickly realized my error and had two options: 1. call her back and tell her I'd have to take a raincheck 2. go with it. Since I am who I am I decided to see how good my carnival skills are and juggle. I called my first friend up and told her that we should change plans and go to this dance/bar/club place and meet up with my other friends. She was cool with this.

I was late leaving work and I had to do a full wardrobe change in my telephone booth [a.k.a. my jetta] and fly to meet them. I got there at almost midnight and met up with the two girls then introduced them to my first friend. The first friend had apparently been there a while waiting for me [i'm usually* quite prompt] and made friends with some people at the bar...She tried to introduce me to one of them but as it turns out she just grabbed a random girl and had actually never met this person ever. But I had. Apparently it was a girl that I actually went to high school with and that was quite a surprise. We had lots of fun and I didn't get home until about 4am...[enter Sunday morning]