Day 5
Read newspaper, play Tetris at dentist office while Kat gets her teeth waxed and sanded.
We go to library across the street. Bob and her boyfriend Michael meet us. We go to Denny's. Boyfriend goes to work, the rest of us go to Woodridge, Woodfield? A mall named something like that.
I go to Legoland, while Kat and Bob chick shop for Christmas presents....
I go to the counter, put my $20 on it, the guy is silent and looks a little awkward. I say with a friendly smile, "Just me."
He stands silently. I wonder if I'm at the right desk, is there some secret password I'm supposed to say, does he need more information? Eventually he says, "Um...I don't know how to tell you this, but...single adults aren't allowed. You have to have a child with you."
For half a second I came real close to saying with a hefty load of smart assy sarcasm, "Well, then, I'll just go outside and grab a kid off the street." But I figured that would only make things worse.
So, I curse Scott Hanson and Dateline NBC for making people stupid with pedophobia, take my twenty, and go across the room to the store.
Single adult who likes Legos means pedophiliac. Wow...that's quite a jump in logic. I love Spam, too, does that mean I fuck pigs?
I am the very opposite of a pedophile. I hate kids. I can't stand being around the germy, snot covered, ear-shattering screaming, rude little bastards. The only reason I'd be paying attention to any of the kids there would be to make sure I don't accidently step on one of the little brats when they rush in front of me without looking. But I like Legos enough to deal with the aggravating houseapes.
I see a Lego set of the Hancock Center. I couldn't find a price on the box, or on the display, but it's 69 pieces. How much could it be? Five dollars? Ten? It's a Chicagoey set, not in the catalogue, so it's a good tourist trinket to bring back. I check out, and the 69-piece Lego set is $21.99!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The price stunned me and I handed over my last $22.
Left the store, called Kat to tell her about being doubled-hosed by Lego.
Met her and Bob at Starbucks. Sat with them for a while. They wanted chick time, so I wandered around Woodridge (or wahtever.)
Met up two hours later. Bob drops me and Kat at her parents. Put together Lego set in five minutes.
I like Bob and her boyfriend. They're neat. We're going to move to Utah and the four of us get married.
Kat make cupcakes. Listen to Blaupunkt Christmas music while frosting cupcakes.
We go to library across the street. Bob and her boyfriend Michael meet us. We go to Denny's. Boyfriend goes to work, the rest of us go to Woodridge, Woodfield? A mall named something like that.
I go to Legoland, while Kat and Bob chick shop for Christmas presents....
I go to the counter, put my $20 on it, the guy is silent and looks a little awkward. I say with a friendly smile, "Just me."
He stands silently. I wonder if I'm at the right desk, is there some secret password I'm supposed to say, does he need more information? Eventually he says, "Um...I don't know how to tell you this, but...single adults aren't allowed. You have to have a child with you."
For half a second I came real close to saying with a hefty load of smart assy sarcasm, "Well, then, I'll just go outside and grab a kid off the street." But I figured that would only make things worse.
So, I curse Scott Hanson and Dateline NBC for making people stupid with pedophobia, take my twenty, and go across the room to the store.
Single adult who likes Legos means pedophiliac. Wow...that's quite a jump in logic. I love Spam, too, does that mean I fuck pigs?
I am the very opposite of a pedophile. I hate kids. I can't stand being around the germy, snot covered, ear-shattering screaming, rude little bastards. The only reason I'd be paying attention to any of the kids there would be to make sure I don't accidently step on one of the little brats when they rush in front of me without looking. But I like Legos enough to deal with the aggravating houseapes.
I see a Lego set of the Hancock Center. I couldn't find a price on the box, or on the display, but it's 69 pieces. How much could it be? Five dollars? Ten? It's a Chicagoey set, not in the catalogue, so it's a good tourist trinket to bring back. I check out, and the 69-piece Lego set is $21.99!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The price stunned me and I handed over my last $22.
Left the store, called Kat to tell her about being doubled-hosed by Lego.
Met her and Bob at Starbucks. Sat with them for a while. They wanted chick time, so I wandered around Woodridge (or wahtever.)
Met up two hours later. Bob drops me and Kat at her parents. Put together Lego set in five minutes.
I like Bob and her boyfriend. They're neat. We're going to move to Utah and the four of us get married.
Kat make cupcakes. Listen to Blaupunkt Christmas music while frosting cupcakes.