A few of my younger, more adventurous Blue Corona coworkers went on a mini vacation to Dewey Beach last weekend. Amidst the reports of hangovers, pretzel necklaces, “pagne,” and partial nudity, Lexie told us that she “met an older guy at a build-your-own-bloody-mary bar,” at which point we all rolled our eyes, thinking we knew what was coming next. But the joke was on us!
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