Your birthday will be next week and it is time to take out the steel patio cooler from the attic and check up its condition. Your office mates reminded you about it the other day, as it is the favorite of almost everybody in the barbecue party that you have been having in your lawn in your past birthday celebrations. The yard has always been your venue for the afternoon barbecue as it is the most comfortable place to hold it, spending the time all the way into nightfall with the cold beer stacked in your coleman stainless cooler, in convenient can containers.

Your wife this time will have to be imaginative enough on how to get the different kinds of flavoring for the barbecue going as your officemates have been suggesting last time to try this and that condiment and flavoring. The beer sessions that always last far into the night have turned out many recipes from your gang who gets more imaginative as the number of beer cans pile up in the corner. That old coleman coolers of yours have a way of turning otherwise silent officemates of yours into great chatterers as the beer works its way up from the stomach into their brains and eventually their tongues.

You have always enjoyed the company of your drinking buddies in the office, although there are some uncomfortable moments every now and then as little office secrets leak out due to the effects of the beer. The drunken utterances of some of your otherwise silent office mates sometimes precariously mention your escapades in the office with that beautiful secretary from the next door, dangerously within hearing distance of your wife.

Your boss though has been a good support to you all the time who butts in and drags out the over-talkative cubicle neighbor in the office to the rest room to caution him to sober up a bit, and not spoil the night, as there are still many cans of beer to finish up from the stainless steel cooler.     

The wife sometimes suspect she could get some more bits of information from the drunken officemate, and places more cans of beer in front of him. Your boss though has always been quick enough to transfer the beer to the other more experienced drinkers in the group, and instead of the beer places a cup of coffee in front of the noisy amateur drinker.

Your boss and you have always been good friends, and he knows what trouble it can mean if the little escapades you had in your double dates with some aggressive girls in the office are unnecessarily leaked out just because of the beer. The boss has his own portable coolers that he also uses in his own little parties in his home when he has reason to celebrate. He is fond of beer himself, and is wary always of the non-drinkers in his staff who sometimes goes overboard with just a few cans of beer.

You know how boys can always be boys, beer or no beer. They are of course boys, because of the girls.