Thursday, October 27, 2005
( 9:03 AM ) teahouse
My firm had its second tennis match of the season earlier this week. We play in a league with some other companies, mostly law firms, at a tennis club out in Queens.
Last week we played hoity toity snooty Manhattan law firm. They looked good, but they weren't very good at tennis. So we creamed them.
This week we played an insurance and brokerage company that works out of warehouses in Weehawken and Jersey City. Slightly shady.
But they were a scrappy bunch. They killed us.
Afterwards, we had a car service take us home. Halfway to Manhattan, my teammates and I realized we'd taken the wrong car from the parking lot. It wasn't even from the right car company.
The driver said, "My instructions were to pick up a party named Garcia."
Message to Garcia - I'm sorry we took your car and left you stranded in Long Island City at 11 p.m.
I know you're probably out there cursing the lawyers who drove off in the car you ordered. But it wasn't on purpose.
I'll buy you a drink if I ever meet you. #