My $20 evening

To fulfill my portion of the “what does $20 get you for a day out in Portland”, I set up an evening with a few friends to go out bar and restaurant hopping. I had a crisp new $20 bill, my trusty moleskin to take notes, and my camera to document the experience. My friends were on board with the rules for the night, and all was set.

They both arrived and I of course wasn’t ready yet. In my rush to leave, I left behind my camera AND my wallet. I had just switched wallets and grabbed the old (and empty) one in my rush, and the camera was in my lighter coat that I had forsaken at the last minute for a heavier one.

First we hit the low-brow for mini corn dogs and a midori-collins (my signature drink) and that’s when I realized I was sans cash. “Don’t worry, we got it” my friends said amongst my protests. “Well how much is my part?” I asked, pencil poised above paper, but they would only smirk. “Guys, I have to know how much for the post!” but again, only grins. A frantic, silly game of “keep away” involving the menu ensued, so I laughed and gave up.

We moved onto Life of Riley for more members of the fried food group (in this case onion rings sprinkled with goat cheese, thus making it healthy) and again my friends grabbed the tab. I suggested running back to my place to grab my stuff, but they wouldn’t hear of it. “Relax man, we got it, stop freaking about it”. At this point I insisted we were done, but I was hauled along to Manzana where we enjoyed burgers and Sprite’s. Again my friends grabbed the bill as I protested, but it fell upon deaf ears.

We returned to my place when the evening concluded and I located my wallet and insisted my friends take the cash. “Nothing doing man, it’s only money. You can get us next time”. Then my other friend said “it’s not about the money, it’s about us hanging out! Thanks for a fun night!” as I was wrapped in a hug. I bid them goodnight and they were on their way.

So what did my $20 buy that evening? Certainly nothing tangible, but it reaffirmed the knowledge that I have some of the greatest friends I could hope to have. It goes beyond just paying a few bar tabs, it showed me again how selfless they were, and that having close friends around you was more important than who was paying for what or how much something cost.

So actually that $20 bought me a lot, come to think of it.

2 Comments so far

  1. Betsy (unregistered) on November 24th, 2007 @ 5:21 pm

    Are your friends in the market for another friend? “Cause I just so happen to be free next weekend…

  2. melissa lion (unregistered) on November 24th, 2007 @ 8:30 pm

    Beat me to the punch, Betsy.

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