::hmmmmm::
Yeah, so I got a haircut today. It's very different from what I had (past my shoulders, all one length, no layers). My hair now just brushes my shoulders and has lots of layers. For those of you who might care, you now know. Oh the boredom of being at home for spring break. It's craziness. Katie, sorry I missed your call the other night... my phone decided that it would hate me this week. Grr...
So my very best friend from high school, her mother, and my other best friend from high school all go to Applebee's for a late lunch on Friday. Good times, we get there, we're talking and catching up (we all go to different colleges) - and we notice that our waiter is kinda... well... off. Eventually it's just more funny than anything, but he starts off flirting with one of the friends, who happens to be dating the OTHER friend's brother. So he stops flirting with her, and starts up with me. My favorite exchange of the lunch with the odd but funny waiter???
OBFW:So, do you have a boyfriend?
Me:No. (Please don't take this where I think you're gonna take this. Please oh please oh please...)
OBFW:You straight?
Me:Umm... YEAH! (Definitely NOT where I thought you were gonna take that. Jackass... yeah, keep laughing, you think you're reeeealllly funny, don't you?)
Anyway... he goes on to say that he KNEW I wasn't a lesbian (let's hope to GOD that I have not reached the butch female state!). Then starts asking me if I have a thing for older guys, tells me he's 28, asks how old I am, and in between all of this, my best friend's MOTHER of all people keeps telling me to give this guy my number. WHAT?!?!?!?!?! Yeah, so it gets to be three against one - That's right, my own friends left me hanging high and dry to fend for myself. When we get close to the end of the meal, my friend's mom takes her napkin, gets her daughter to give her my cell phone number, then after she pays for lunch, she GIVES MY NUMBER TO THE WAITER!!!!! It's been an odd weekend.
Haha... We were playing Cranium last night at my grandmother's house after dinner, and all before dinner, my aunt had been singing "In a godda da vida" (or however the hell you spell that song) by Iron Butterfly. She probably sang that song for nearly 45 minutes. So we're playing Cranium on teams, and my mom and the minstrel aunt are on a team together, and they get one of those "humdinger" questions where one person has to hum a song, and the other person has to guess the name of the song. By some freaky randomness, my aunt draws, and must hum - "In a godda da vida." And after hearing it for 45 minutes earlier in the night, all my mother can come up with for a title is...
"godda whada whoda!"
yeah. we laughed. and with that, i'm going to leave. I will be heading back to school in the morning hours sometime, and then I have an interview at Banana Republic (if I get a job there, I will absolutely be in my own personal slice of heaven. *sigh*)
So my very best friend from high school, her mother, and my other best friend from high school all go to Applebee's for a late lunch on Friday. Good times, we get there, we're talking and catching up (we all go to different colleges) - and we notice that our waiter is kinda... well... off. Eventually it's just more funny than anything, but he starts off flirting with one of the friends, who happens to be dating the OTHER friend's brother. So he stops flirting with her, and starts up with me. My favorite exchange of the lunch with the odd but funny waiter???
OBFW:So, do you have a boyfriend?
Me:No. (Please don't take this where I think you're gonna take this. Please oh please oh please...)
OBFW:You straight?
Me:Umm... YEAH! (Definitely NOT where I thought you were gonna take that. Jackass... yeah, keep laughing, you think you're reeeealllly funny, don't you?)
Anyway... he goes on to say that he KNEW I wasn't a lesbian (let's hope to GOD that I have not reached the butch female state!). Then starts asking me if I have a thing for older guys, tells me he's 28, asks how old I am, and in between all of this, my best friend's MOTHER of all people keeps telling me to give this guy my number. WHAT?!?!?!?!?! Yeah, so it gets to be three against one - That's right, my own friends left me hanging high and dry to fend for myself. When we get close to the end of the meal, my friend's mom takes her napkin, gets her daughter to give her my cell phone number, then after she pays for lunch, she GIVES MY NUMBER TO THE WAITER!!!!! It's been an odd weekend.
Haha... We were playing Cranium last night at my grandmother's house after dinner, and all before dinner, my aunt had been singing "In a godda da vida" (or however the hell you spell that song) by Iron Butterfly. She probably sang that song for nearly 45 minutes. So we're playing Cranium on teams, and my mom and the minstrel aunt are on a team together, and they get one of those "humdinger" questions where one person has to hum a song, and the other person has to guess the name of the song. By some freaky randomness, my aunt draws, and must hum - "In a godda da vida." And after hearing it for 45 minutes earlier in the night, all my mother can come up with for a title is...
"godda whada whoda!"
yeah. we laughed. and with that, i'm going to leave. I will be heading back to school in the morning hours sometime, and then I have an interview at Banana Republic (if I get a job there, I will absolutely be in my own personal slice of heaven. *sigh*)