A Day in the Night

A Weekend of Sex, Drugs & Alcohol Fueled Debauchery in New York City circa 1985

The story is true, but, the names have been changed to protect the innocent.

A Day in the Night – A Weekend of Sex, Drugs & Alcohol Fueled Debauchery Circa 1985

We finished work around 3:30 in the afternoon or so. It was a summer Friday, so that meant the afternoon was basically going to bleed and blur in to Sunday afternoon. Their was a local bar right around the corner. It was just the kind of place where at that hour of the day (almost any hour of the day, really), there were only about three or four of the regulars doing some business, as they say.

The 65 cent long-necked Budweisers were always ice-cold, and they hit the spot after a long day of repairing shit on one of the buildings owned by Jim’s dad. There were three of us, we ordered up a round and got things started. As was almost always the case we bullshitted amiably with the regulars about work, sports, lots of sports, and seeing about getting some trim over the weekend. Three or four rounds later (these rounds included whiskey chasers with each), and with one round comped us by the barmaid, we began planning.

As an interesting side note, we were all nineteen and a half or so, and the drinking age in NY at the time was twenty-one. In practice, in those days, that meant nothing. We had been buying beer at the local deli, since we were fourteen. No one gave a damn. Gas was a buck something and cigarettes were available at vending machines. No one cared.