A young professional-looking couple that probably works at Epic walks into a bar….
ME: (Handing out menus.) How are you today?
GAL: It’s his birthday.
GUY: It’s my birthday.
ME: Happy birthday.
GUY: Do I get anything?
GUY: Do I?
ME: Get anything?
ME: For free?
GUY: Yeah. A shot or something?
ME: My heartiest of congratulations to you?
GUY: Not even a half-priced beer?
ME: I can give you a candle for your beer.
GAL: It’s his thirtieth birthday.
ME: From one thirty-something to another, welcome to the club.
GAL: Why don’t you do anything for birthdays?
ME: I don’t know. It’s not our thing, I guess. I don’t get to make those decisions.
GUY: I bet if I was a chick he’d give me something for free.
ME: It’s a cruel world we live in.
GUY: Whatever. I’ll just have a Spotted Cow.