Nick L.
Yelp
This place is great!!! I was across the street at the Sprint store and I got some unpleasant news. I was trying to upgrade my Samsung to the 3 1/2+ foldable option. The dude behind the counter, Derek, I think his name was, was like "nah dude that's gonna be an extra $50 a month". I was like "HUH!?!?! Hell no!"
I asked to talk to the manager but Derek said he was the manager. Idk why these Sprint store employees think that they're so powerful that they have to flex on working class people like myself. Like, where does Derek get off on knowing that I'm out here rocking a Samsung 2+, which is basically obsolete, when he could just help me out and hook it up.
For the uninformed, the Samsung 2+ was really cool... like 4 years ago. It wasn't even foldable. I was trying to explain that to Derek who probably wasn't even born when the 2+ was released. He told me that he could get me an iPhone 9x for next to nothing, but I was like "I appreciate the offer and I'll take it under consideration", knowing full well that I wasn't actually going to.
Anyways, I was equally upset by the fact that the Flyers just lost the big game, against our classic rivals, the Penguins nonetheless. Needless to say I was fuming. I was punching a wall in an alleyway and my knuckles were bloody. For a second I thought I could see actual bone... but then I saw Fat Tuesday. I noticed the neon sign across the way, and it was like a signal from god almighty. I was like "Fat Tuesday...? More like 'F*ck Yeahs-day'".
I started out with a crisp, cool bud light. It went down smooth, almost too smooth. I knew I was in it for the long haul. It was a good thing that I took a scooter. I lost my license after some bullshit went down in 2015. It was total bullshit and I wasn't at fault. I did my time all the same.
After the bud lights I moved on to some tasty cocktails. They have one that the bartender invented and recommended called the Twisted St. Lucas or something. It was veeeeerrrryyy strong. There's a dented up scooter somewhere on 5th St.
Don't get me wrong, I wasn't "overserved". If anything I was underserved! I was just livening up, coming in to my element, even preparing to sign up for some karaoke. The bartender dude, Kieth or something, tried to cut me off and tell me that they weren't doing karaoke that night. They have a stage and there were people on it who were singing... I'm pretty sure. I know Keith was just doing his job and being professional but I could've easily had one more drink and still managed to belt out some Billy Joel.
Keith is also a fan of Billy Joel. He and I had the chance to talk while I was waiting for my cab. Fat Tuesday has a phone charger, but only one, which is why my phone was dead and Keith had to call me a cab. Also, if you're considering getting a Samsung 2+, I'll save you the time. Don't! The battery life duration is shorter than my second marriage.
My second wife, Jolene, was kind of a tough nut to crack. I wanted to travel and she wanted to settle down and have kids. That's a whole different story. I was explaining this to Keith while we were waiting for my cab. Keith has also experienced some really traumatic shit. We'll just leave that at that.
Anyways, Fat Tuesday is da bomb! Looking forward to many more good times!