I am looking forward to going to a friend’s party near work, but I am not about to drive an hour home just to drive an hour back to this side of town. So, I walk to the hotel bar across the street from work to kill time. It is Friday so the bar is packed; all I want is a little spot to order some sliders. I finally find one empty stool in the corner of the bar, and I ask a redheaded lady beside it if anyone is sitting there…