Last night was another great night with my excellent friend Laura and others at an Irish pub in Alexandria called O'Connells.
The bartender is a young man named James. James is not necessarily my type. Although a very pleasant-looking young man, I tend to like big Alpha men with somewhat mussy curls and - bonus! - beards.
But James is IRISH.
James: "Ah! hey luv, good t' see ya 'gin. An' whut can Jehms give you t'nie, m'Lassie?"
Oh James. Many, many things come to mind.
Let's pretend this very same James is from, oh I don't know, the Bronx.
James: "Hey how yoo doin. Lawnggtime No see. Whadda ya want?"
I want you to bring me a vodka tonic and go away until I need another vodka tonic.
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