How To Decline A High Five? This Is A Question.

So the other week I was in Kildare's Irish Pub in West Chester and there was a derelict sitting at the bar. He would say something to every staff member or patron that walked by. He even caught a glimpse of me - seven bar stools down yelled, "What's up man?"

And worst of all, he'd have to high five every other person.

Unless I know the person AND something really great just happened like a touchdown or an old person slipped ice, I don't like to high five people. Is there anyway to decline a high five other than looking at their raised hand and saying,

"No thanks. I'm uh....just not as excited as you are now. Just...um...move onto the next person."

I think from now on when people try to high five me, I'm going to do the old, "Got your nose thing that you do with kids. And when they're standing there saying, "C'mon! High five man!", I'm going to calmly say, "I'm afraid I can't do that because I've got you nose."

It'll make no sense but it'll make me feel better.

Gift Cards, Craft Brew, Deals and Chester County

I'm not sure if I'll be doing much Christmas shopping on Black Friday or even this weekend but in case I do, has anyone heard of any great deals at stores or online? I'm like one of the lady's when it comes to finding the ultimate deals on things.

If you're in the Chester County area, I know that Kildare's Irish Pub is selling half price gift cards until 7 tonight. I'll be picking up one of those for myself. Now if I'm doing my math correctly, that means that if I use the card during their happy hours I'll be getting $1.50 craft brew pints. Uhh huhh.

Blogger Reveals Contents Of Email He Sent To Another Blogger

So I send an email to my blogger friend Falwless this morning about something that happened last night and she said I should post it. Here you go:

......Also, was getting a beer in West Chester at the end of the day and this is what really happened. Only 6 people in this Irish Pub [Kildare's]. This hot chick. I mean hot - approaches me. I'd been reading the blog comments on my blackberry but the whole subject of bloggers and meeting bloggers was kind of in my head. Oh yeah, and I have my best suit on so I'm looking gooood [I'm not making this part up]:

Chick: Excuse me.
Me: Hi
Chick: Are you Jim?
Me: Yep.
Chick: I'm Eileen.
Me: Hi. How are you doing Eileen (trying to figure out where I know her from).
Chick: So how are you?
Me: Pretty good.
Chick: So it's uh..nice to meet you.
Me: Wait do I know you?
Chick: yeah, we've talked and...yeah.
Me: What's your name?
Chick: Eileen. And you're Jim.
Me: Where do I know you from? (thinking she's a blogger that somehow found out who Zibbs was)
Chick: We were supposed to meet here for a date.
Me: ..Um. I don't think so.
Chick: Oh. (sits down 2 seats away)
Me: I'm married and I was just sitting here having a beer...
Chick: Oh well I was supposed to meet a blind date here and his name is also Jim. It's one of those online dating service things. You kind of look like what he described himself as (she looks confused)
Jim: Oh. Well he'll probably be here soon.
Chick: I thought that you saw me - then you were disappointed so you were pretending you weren't him.
Me: No. I'm married but if I wasn't I'd ...go out with you. (bartender is witnessing the whole thing)

..then I went on to talk for a few minutes and I told her I have a friend that's single and he's a good looking guy with a good job and he just started doing the online dating thing as well. She asked if I would give him her number and I said yes. Just then Jim (the poor man's Jim) walked in so we stopped talking. I was only there for one beer but she wrote her phone number (digits to the hep) on a napkin and gave it to the bartender when she went to the bathroom and the bartender slipped it to me. Interesting.

West Chester Bomb Scare - Blogger Safe

When I pulled into West Chester at noon to meet a client today I was a bit surprised to see five helicopters above as well as streets closed off. Being a celebrity myself, it's not unusual to see some paparazzi fanfare but puh-leeaaaase. As it turns out, there was a bomb scare. They found some "bomb stuff" in Mostellers Garage*.

While waiting for my client to arrive I stood on the corner of Gay and High Street kind of hoping someone would ask, "Is there a hero in the crowd?" It never happened.

The hero of the day was the hot roast beef sandwich I enjoyed at Kildare's (except, unfortunately it was on a poppy seed encrusted potato roll).

*West Chester garage stories within the last year:

- Man jumped off Justice Center garage 2 weeks ago.

- Woman falls off Mosteller garage a few months ago.

- Borough battles with the West Chester University over new garage.