+10, V
So, basically what happened was my sisters made me go to the bar around MIDNIGHT (I wasn't keen on the idea, because this is already 3 hours past my bedtime).
We walked there and got a drink and people-watched the 30ish people that were in the bar.
A v-neck-wearing kid (age: 25) comes up to us and starts chatting. He broke up with his g/f 6 months ago and he was heartbroken. I felt the need to give him some sage advice -- namely that it would probably take a year to get over her.
I could tell that he was getting pretty drunk and he sort of wandered off.
We sat down at a table and there was an East Indain guy (that I know) sitting with us. V-neck kid (who was sitting beside me at the time) turned towards me and said "I'm a little bit racist, shouldn't that guy be bombing soemthing?" He then paused and said "I'm a Jew". I turned to him and said "Actually, he's really nice and I know him"
V-neck kid was really drunk, I could tell -- he's probably really nice...didn't seem like he was used to being as drunk as he was.
V-neck kid then looked at me and said "I can tell that I've offended you...this is a bit of an awkward moment. I'm going to go mingle for a while. I'll be back...you know...'cause my name's Arnold. get it?"
I was polite and smiled and then turned to my sister and we were like "wtf, did this just happen??"
Then v-neck kid comes back and he told me that he sells farm equipment and makes $42K/year. He wants to buy a house and a car. He talked about wanting to go visit his 40-something sister who has kids that are "bastards".
Thank god that 'last call' came at that moment and the lights came on. We said our goodbyes but not before good 'ol Arnold asked for a hug. He also guessed that I was 23.
LOVE HIM.
My sister was ticked because she's younger than me but people always assume that I'm younger. BOO YAH.
-10, J
Cabin weekends are my favourite.
24 of beer
26 of vodka
4 lime-aids from concentrate
= 10L of fun
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