New Girl, WiseMan and I agreed that it had been sometime since we had last convened for some Mexican fare and margaritas, so we trooped off at lunch time to the Santa Fe.
When we arrived - freezing cold and dripping wet - we called to our good man the shopkeep for a round of strawberry margaritas. Turns out we hadn't checked the fine print regarding the madness that is free-margarita Monday, and no one had enforced the hitherto unknown fine print on our previous visits. The rules say that only the traditional or frozen margaritas are free. For fruity drinks you must pay.
"Wow," said New Girl. "Good thing our jobs aren't all about reading the fine print. No. Wait....."