meet lance corporal jeremiah

while mingling with amy, this guy sits down next to me, starts working on his laptop, and chugging beers. root beers. like 4 of them in the time i was there. which equalled the number of coffees i had, but still... it was root beer. fitz's root beer. not coffee, or...BEER. he always made amy open the bottles for him even though they were just twist-offs. at one point, a bottle sat in front of him for a good 20 minutes because amy forgot to open it. so he just sat there... and sat there... until he finally got her attention. he also kept sniffing his wrist at random times. he said he had hugged this girl earlier in the day and the scent of her perfume was still on his arm. so he kept sniffing it to be reminded of her. made me smell it too. just perfume to me. i didn't have the sudden urge to start humping his arm or anything. i made a comment about how i was glad for his sake that the scent only got on his arm; otherwise he might be sniffing some rather inappropriate areas in public. lance corporal jeremiah.