6th Floor Turkey Discussion
Welcome to the 6th floor.
Today’s contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Frank, Billy and Scott.
Subject: Thanksgiving is Coming
All six of the 6th Floor Gang are out to dinner, It’s Sunday night, and they’re discussing the short week and Thanksgiving.
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“Are we all staying here again this year? Or are some of you escaping to your families?” Ann asks.
“I haven’t actually decided yet. My parents invited me home, but I’m feeling lazy about making the trip.” Tabitha says.
“My parents stopped doing holidays years ago.” Billy says.
“Likewise. Now they just use the four day weekend for vacations. I think they’re leaving for San Diego Tuesday night.” Scott says.
“My brother John was going to come to New York with my sister, who’s never been to New York, but he couldn’t really take off of work to get here, and it’s a bit expensive. So I’ll be around.” Frank says.
“My family is actually celebrating on Saturday. So I’ll be free Thursday.” Sara says.
“Celebrating Saturday? That’s..just..wrong.” Frank admonishes.
“Yeah, everyone knows you can only be thankful on Thanksgiving. After that you’re required to go back to being a selfish, cruel American.” Billy says.
“Especially in New York.” Frank adds.
“Are we getting our party on Wednesday night?” Scott asks, hopefully.
“Actually..while I’ll be here for Thanksgiving, and even would be willing to cook a bird, I’m going home to Long Island Wednesday night.” Ann says.
“Long Island? Why would you do something like that?” Scott asks, confused.
“Couple of high school friends are getting together to go out. And you always run into other old high school friends at bars in our home town.” Ann explains.
“Boo! Tell them to come to Manhattan. You don’t really want to go to a trashy Long Island townie bar to run into classmates you hated when you were in school and probably still hate now do you?” Scott asks.
“We flipped a coin, and it was decided I would come there instead of the three of them coming here. I’ll just crash at my parents place, but I’ll be back in the morning.” Ann says.
“If you can stay vertical enough to board a train anyway.” Billy says.
“I doubt I’ll drink that much that I’m hungover until dinner…” Ann says.
“Then you’re doing it wrong.” Sara says.
“How about you come with me and show me how it’s done then? My parents have an extra bed you could crash on..” Ann invites.
“You’re on!” Sara says.
“Hey now, you’re inviting her but not us?” Scott complains.
“Girls only. Sorry.” Ann says, sticking out her tongue.
“Tab? Want to come as well?” Ann asks.
“No thanks. I’ll just stay here, maybe I’ll bake a pie or something.” Tabitha says.
“Guess it’s just us guys here in Manhattan.” Scott notes.
“We don’t need no stinkin’ girls anyway.” Billy says.
Tags: Drinking, hangovers, long island, Manhattan, new york, nyc, Thanksgiving, trashy long island, Turkey, wednesday before thanksgiving