Karaoke Victory (Redux) and Sports Metaphors in Bars
I won $40 again last night in a karaoke contest. Devora was awesome with "Magic Man," and I thought she should have at least been in second place, but the runner-up was a potato-esque regular. Karaoke contests all come down to song selection. "It's Raining Men" brings down the house every time. It also caused several dentally-impaired drunkards to storm the stage and start dancing along with my sexy backup girls, Amy, Devora, Stephanie, and Mollie. I had to stiff-arm one guy when he tried to get all up in my face. Clearly, I missed my calling as an NFL running back. I also got stuck talking to a couple of dorky guys and had to mouth "help" to get Steph and Tall Paul to come over and set a pick for me. I made Paul put his arm around me and pretend to be my BF to try to deter the guy in the ponytail (*shudder*), but it didn't really work. Small Paul said, "But I thought you liked the other guy. You were talking to him."
"Yeah, I was talking to him because I knew he would buy me a drink," I replied.
The boys said that was wrong, but Mollie agreed when I ranted that it was totally justified to get men to buy us drinks because we only get paid 70 cents to every dollar men make. Plus, we have to buy tampons, bras, makeup, more expensive shoes, etc. The first one is not exactly true for me because we get free tampons at work. Sadly, that's one of the few things I like about my job at this point.
"Yeah, I was talking to him because I knew he would buy me a drink," I replied.
The boys said that was wrong, but Mollie agreed when I ranted that it was totally justified to get men to buy us drinks because we only get paid 70 cents to every dollar men make. Plus, we have to buy tampons, bras, makeup, more expensive shoes, etc. The first one is not exactly true for me because we get free tampons at work. Sadly, that's one of the few things I like about my job at this point.