As far as random debauchery goes, I feel like I most often fall into it after a hearty serving of wine on Tuesday afternoons at Wine Seminar, when I go to work to learn about wine grapes and taste different selections that we sell at the restaurant. I am aware of the custom of spitting after tasting wine, and I’ll tell you here and now that I am fully against that type of waste if you came to work on your day off and there is booze available.
On a recent Tuesday, we did a blind tasting of several of the wines – it was a competition of sorts to see who could correctly identify the most. I was in kind of a mixed mood for drinking as I was fresh off a run-in with Sometimes Boyfriend but simultaneously super excited about upcoming career changes and some awesome freelance assignments on the horizon. In a grand attempt at winning, I tasted a few of the bottles more than once. I also helped finish off a few that were going to go to waste anyway – see I care! (HAPPY EARTH DAY!) Additionally, I was invited to the Friends & Family soft opening of the new St. Roch Market and I was pumped to go check out the space and enjoy some amazing food with my best friend. Among the newly curated list of fresh cheese, produce, meat and prepared goods are my friends Rita and Will of The PDR NOLA.
A bunch of my coworkers were also at the soft opening, as I befriended The PDR partners over the past few years at the restaurant that I work. Needless to say, it got a little sloppy. I immediately began fetching drinks and passed on the delicious food offerings for no reason other than I was drunk and the lines were prohibitive of Drunk Andrea selecting and purchasing food. If you saw me Tuesday, you probably could tell that I might benefit from a sandwich, a steaming bowl of pho, or basically anything that one could find. So… I did just that.
With my best friend in hand, we decided to leave the high-end culinary experience and walk next door to Rally’s. If you are not familiar, Rally’s is something that I’ve only seen in the South, and it is a fast food chicken joint that has a walk-up window to order food late night. This is great and avoids the trouble that we see coming from Florida all the time when drunk people try to walk or bike through the drive-through after midnight. We got French Fries and I remember drunkenly eating them in the parking lot while chatting up some local boys. I think they thought I was funny. Although, I’m pretty sure anytime you are super drunk and think you are being hilarious, you probably are not. Regardless, fries were eaten. Ketchup was spilled on my dress, and when we returned, the market was 100% empty and all shut down. I guess that’s a wrap.
Or not! The next day I got a lovely email from my bank. The subject, “Potential repeated charge on your card” was enough to get me to click on an email that might otherwise join the other 887 unread messages in my email.
The following message was contained in the body:
“Time for a second look.
It looks like your account may have been charged more than once for the same transaction on April 8, 2015. Is this a mistake?
Recent transaction history:
$5.36 RALLY’S 0417
$5.36 RALLY’S 0417
Sign into your account if you would like to review these transactions. If one of these charges isn’t right, simply open the transaction and click on the File a Dispute link.
Hopefully, everything is OK. But if it isn’t, don’t worry, because we’ve got your back.”
I basically almost died laughing because, while I don’t specifically remember making two separate purchases, it is FULLY possible that I either a) needed more food or b) decided to be all sugar-mama rolling in cash and offered to buy someone else’s food JUST AS MUCH as it is possible that c) they charged me twice.
If you can’t guess, I opted not to dispute the charge because really, I think it is better for everyone involved that no one officially “take a second look” because I am definitely not looking to put a magnifying lens to that purchase, thank you very much.