Ramblas Vortex
Saturday, May 20, 2006
Group dynamics as they are, there’s always that one jerk in the group who, when posed with the question of choosing a cheap place to eat, suggests tapas. And everyone thinks, oh, it won’t be expensive; we’ll just order a few small plates. And then you go and that same jerk is ordering rounds of sangria and – hey, why not a couple more plates of potatoes, it’s only a few more bucks between us all, right? I particularly hate getting sucked into this vortex at Ramblas because I like the food there a lot, and it’s hard for me to abstain and say, I’m not hungry, really, you guys eat. Damn, you know that’s a lie. I’m always hungry!, but once we split the bill it’s going to be $30 each and I don’t have that kind of money to blow on a frivolous meal tonight when the original plan was to get a burrito. Damn.