I chaperoned a high school model congress trip in the Sheraton Hotel the last four days and was stuck in the Mall. After one below average meal after another, and constantly worrying about my students, I felt the need to sneak away and have a drink. My colleague wanted to go to The Top of the Hub. Knowing the Top of the Hub sucks I tried to get rid of my craving for a cocktail. But...the urge was too much. I couldn't help myself. I looked at the bartender and I knew better, but I still ordered a Maker's Mark Manhattan. I watched him dump a ton of whiskey in the glass, and even more vermouth and I just sat there shaking my head. No bitters...and head shaking. Then...I watched him shake it...even more head shaking. Then...he charged me $14.000. That's what I get for drinking on the job!