I call my brother the other day and I say, “so, I got a part time job in addition to my full time job.” He says, “it’s that rough, eh?” I say, “well, the 2nd job is at a brewery, so, no it’s not that rough.” And, truly, working Saturdays at a brewery is pretty damn cool. Although it’s not great for my waistline, it’s fun to be slightly inebriated every Saturday – it’s like a mind-break from the 9 to 5 doldrums. I give some of the brewery tours, and one visitor said, “this is like Willy Wonka Land with beer.” Exactly, kid. My first tour is usually pretty tame, but by the time I’ve poured an Oktoberfest, a Black IPA, and a Seersucker Pilsner down my gullet, my last tour is usually a little silly. By that time, I begin fantasizing that the brewery had lick-able wallpaper – “this one tastes like Cascade Hops!”
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A. B. HillWhen cubicle life gets you down, a little blogging is the best medicine.
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