What Ales You?

(I’m an administrative assistant in an accounting firm, operated by two co-partners. I’m a self-admitted beer snob, and one of the partners is too, so we often joke together about drinking. The following takes place at about 4:45 pm.)

Partner: *standing in the middle of the office and shouting* “Ugh, is it beer o’clock yet?!”

Me: *looks at clock* “Sorry, boss. Fifteen sober-minutes left until beer o’clock.”

Partner: “Oh, God, I’m dying!”

(He goes back into his office, and fifteen minutes later, at 5:00 pm on the dot, he emerges carrying a six-pack in each hand.)

Partner: “HAPPY END OF SOBRIETY, EVERYONE!”