TGIF

As I passed Tina's desk I asked her if this was in fact her last day. She smiled proudly.

"Yes. I start my new job on Monday."

"That's great, congratulations."

"Thanks. Are you going out with us tonight?"

"Uh... nnnooo(?)..."

"Oh, I was just wondering. Paul said he was getting a bunch of people together. We're going to T.G.I. Fridays for a few drinks."

What the fuck? This actually happens? Was Tchotchkes booked solid? Are you going to commit some sort of anti-homogeny vandalism? If you go to anywho.com and enter "bars" and "New York City" get over 800 hits, there must be a better option out there.