Alpine Shop and the Mile High Club
OMG. Why have I not been to the Alpine Shop before? My mom and I went there today to buy a bag for my trip, and first thing we see? A guy on crutches asking if we need assistance. Normal. We say we're fine. But then we end up needing help, and who asks this time? A pretty nice-looking blonde blue-eyed guy. Nice. And after he helps us find some bags, he joins his other sales buddy. DAYUMN. He was really pretty with light brown hair and blue eyes. We still can't find a good bag, so we head towards the bag area again. And while we're walking over there, who do we see? Another Abercrombie model look-alike salesguy. HOLY JESUS MOTHER MARY CHRIST. THAT GUY WAS FOINE!!!!! Black hair, nice smile, and he was wearing long, knee-high sporty socks <3.
It was like one after the other. BAM BAM BAM! Hotties hotties hotties! And when I couldn't see hot salesguys, hot guys were walking into the store. I have found Nirvana. *ahhh* I repeat, WHY have I not gone there before? Man, we need to go on a field trip to the Alpine Shop <3. I wanna get a job there *_______*
Okay, after the errand from heaven, we went home for dinner. Left-over burgers from the night before. Again, the main conversation was about my upcoming trip and how I'll deal with traveling in the airports. My mom talked about how awesome it would be if (because I'd be an unaccompanied minor) I could hang out in one of those super nice lounges. And we talked about what kind of people hang out in those sweet lounges. My mom said, "Probably really rich people and their kids, or businesspeople who travel abroad a lot."
And I contributed by saying "Or maybe people that belong to the Mile High Club!" And I laughed. Both of my parents just STARED at me. And I was like, "What?"
Mom: "Kelly, do you know what that is?"
Me: "No... isn't it like a rich people's club?"
Mom:"It's when people have sex in planes."
Me: D8< "EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!"
Now, just hearing that word coming out of my mom's mouth was enough to make me lose my appetite.
And my parent
It was like one after the other. BAM BAM BAM! Hotties hotties hotties! And when I couldn't see hot salesguys, hot guys were walking into the store. I have found Nirvana. *ahhh* I repeat, WHY have I not gone there before? Man, we need to go on a field trip to the Alpine Shop <3. I wanna get a job there *_______*
Okay, after the errand from heaven, we went home for dinner. Left-over burgers from the night before. Again, the main conversation was about my upcoming trip and how I'll deal with traveling in the airports. My mom talked about how awesome it would be if (because I'd be an unaccompanied minor) I could hang out in one of those super nice lounges. And we talked about what kind of people hang out in those sweet lounges. My mom said, "Probably really rich people and their kids, or businesspeople who travel abroad a lot."
And I contributed by saying "Or maybe people that belong to the Mile High Club!" And I laughed. Both of my parents just STARED at me. And I was like, "What?"
Mom: "Kelly, do you know what that is?"
Me: "No... isn't it like a rich people's club?"
Mom:"It's when people have sex in planes."
Me: D8< "EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!"
Now, just hearing that word coming out of my mom's mouth was enough to make me lose my appetite.
And my parent