I'm Having Dinner with Stu Feiner Tonight: Here's What I'm Expecting
When I got a 3:00 AM text from Stu asking if I wanted to come to dinner tonight, not only did I know I was going, but I also knew what kind of night it was going to be. Do you have any idea how fired up someone has to be about a dinner reservation to text you at 3:00 AM?
I don't care about the 3AM text from Stu—I was sound asleep after two edibles. Plus, Stu can text me anytime he wants; I fucking love that guy. But I knew he had some wild shit up his sleeve for a 3AM dinner invite. And, of course, Stu delivered, as he always does. Turns out Hulk Hogan is joining us. I mean, what the fuck is going on right now? Am I living in some kind of simulation? You're telling me I get to hang out with MAGA leader and WWF Hall of Famer Hulk Hogan while I stuff my face and flood my liver with liquor? Sign me the fuck up.
Anyway here's what I expecting:
Lots of Food
As someone who's drooled over Instagram stories from Stu's special dinners, I know exactly what kind of spread I'm getting into tonight. He’s going to order everything on the menu and won't let anyone leave until there’s not a crumb in sight. He’s already told me 14 times not to eat lunch and to save my appetite for this feast. So, as someone who loves to stuff their face, I’m hard as a rock just thinking about this dinner.
Lots of Booze
I had zero plans of getting hammered on a Wednesday, but here we are. When a Feiner calls, you have no choice but to answer. And if Stu wants to party, then party we shall. Throw in the fact that our very own weather-girl Ashley is bartending, and I already know I’m in DEEP trouble tonight. It might as well be Friday at this point, because I have a strong feeling tonight is just the start of an extremely long weekend.
Coke
:)
A Great Time with My Friends
One of my favorite things about being in the Chicago office is that it feels like a family. We’re always out doing stuff together, and it never feels like we’re just "hanging out with co-workers." It genuinely feels like I’m with my friends. There’s no need to act or talk a certain way—we just let shit rip, and I love that for us. Tonight’s going to be a movie, and I can’t wait to get after it with my fellow savages.
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Viva, bitch.