I was feeling kind of down, so S and my brother decided to pick me up. Enter The Wrecking Club (literally). First we grabbed dinner at Southern Hospitality during which we looked up the history of Justin Timberlake’s involvement and differentiated between Justin Timberlake who’s from Tennessee and Justin Bieber who’s from Canada. Also, I had an Elvis spotting.
We walked over to The Wrecking Club. We saw this and I realized I was pretty much home.
We signed waivers. We got a safety spiel. We geared up. We ordered from the menu:
- a Walrus Bucket (vases, bowls, bigger breaking stuff–we don’t know why it’s named after a walrus)
- a bucket of plates
Then my brother added, And an office phone!
I was like, what?
He was like, Yeah a phone.
I was like, Really? What do you have against phones?
He was like, I just want to see what it’s like to break one.
Fair enough. We were in the right place for that.
And so, for the next half hour, we threw stuff against a wall. We threw stuff on the floor. We beat stuff up with crowbars and bats. This sounds very violent, but really, it was hysterically funny.
Afterwards, we took in some public art. Which means it’s FREE! And it’s for everyone! Check out the Loop!
A great way to turn a frown upside down!