A Caroline Story for the Ages
Umm . . . So Alison's friend Pip is in town and I hung out with him and Vida last night. They were really drunk. They kept making friends when they went out to smoke, which is all well and good until they bring one back into the bar with him. An older guy with a long ponytail who then felt the need to tell me how beautiful I was and kept squeezing my arm. Thank goodness for Pete, Pip's friend, who staid pretty close by throughout the night, because I was more than a little freaked out by this strange man who kept telling me I was beautiful and that there must be something wrong with men from Alabama, because I was the center of attention. It kinda sounds flattering, but not so much when it's coming from a dirty old man. Finally he stumbles away, but then as we are leaving the bar for the night Pip and Vida have made another friend. Carlos, a 28-year-old former undercover cop who is now training to be a weight lifter and who has a lot of piercings on his face. Somehow we all end up going to eat with Carlos, but yet I'm the only one inside at the table with him as the boys, my trusty companions, are all outside smoking. But it's ok, I'm sober and we're in a well-lit diner. And it's a little flattering the way he's flirting with me and then apologizing for being so flirtatious. Finally the boys come back in, we order our food (just a side note for the fans at home Vida got and ate the super waffle-a huge waffle, 4 kielbasa sausages, 6 pieces of bacon, some ham, and 2 eggs). Then the dirty old man walks in and comes and sits with us. Very uncomfortable. He and Carlos evidently don't like each other, and I have the eery feeling that it's because of me. This feeling is probably exacerbated by the fact that the boys agreed and it kinda started when the dirty old man repeated how beautiful I was in front of tongue-stud boy. So of course Pip and Vida are off to smoke, and Carlos suggests the other guy go too. And thus the invitations to step outside begin. The yelling. The speaking with the manager to call the police. Did I mention they were both really drunk, and I am now really freaked out. People are staring I'm being asked by both guys who started it. I don't really know. I'm just hoping that Pip and Vida will come back and the drunk strangers will go away. Eventually Carlos told the other guy just to wait for him outside, and he'd come out after he finished eating. For some reason this appeased the raging beasts and they calmed down, or maybe that was because Pip and Vida returned. THe dirty old guy left, probably because nobody offered to buy him and food. And me, well, I'm still a little creeped out.
Alison I wish you could have been there/here. On a happier note, Pip, Vida, and I sang along really loudly to some country music at the redneck bar last night . . . some SKinnard, some Johnny, but they didn't have any Hank. But there was a little God Bless Texas, and all your other 6th grade favorites.
Alison I wish you could have been there/here. On a happier note, Pip, Vida, and I sang along really loudly to some country music at the redneck bar last night . . . some SKinnard, some Johnny, but they didn't have any Hank. But there was a little God Bless Texas, and all your other 6th grade favorites.