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Wednesday, November 06, 2002

HOLY FREAKIN SHIT!!!
Today was a most BIZZARE day!
Scene #1: Wal-Mart
Objective: Christmas list
I'm sure by now my readers know what a lazy brat I can be. So it should come as NO suprise that yes, once again, I was skipping lab this morning. I didn't start out with that intention mind you, it was just that christmas shopping was looking a bit more enticing than amoebas, and paramecium. I, being the Domestic Goddess that I am, have decided in an attempt to save $ for the Durango, that I will make all my christmas presents this year. Well one of my awesome ideas involved a white cotton thong. So I'm perusing the lingerie department at Wal-Mart, diligently taking notes and comparing prices. When out of nowhere a 40-something african american male walks right up to me and says (**insert ladies man accent here**) "Well, Hello there!" I'm a bit caught off guard, thinking to myself, "be nice, he's probably retarded or something," so I say hi back and smile. BIG MISTAKE!!!

"I'm sorry Miss, but you just have the sweetest little smile I've ever seen, I just HAD to tell you that."
"Well, thank you" as I just stand there smiling like an idiot
"Where you from precious? You look like one of those home-grown country girls. I bet you're from Silsbee, or maybe Kountze. You just too cute to be from around here."
"Umm no, I'm from Liberty." HA, oh yeah let me tell you the truth!
"Well, I'm just up here gettin my oil changed and you're smile was just so beautiful I had to tell you. I'm here in Beaumont on business, I work for the government." (HAHAHA!!! I'm so freakin sure you do!) "So how old are you suga?"
"I'm 20, umm aren't you a little old for me?"
"Nah darlin, I'm not that old, I'm just right for ya. So why don't you let me give you my cell number and you can give me a call sometime?" WTF!?!?!
"I'm really flattered, but I don't think that's such a good idea, but thank you though."
"oh I see, well that's alright, I hope you have a good day sweetie"
Yeah, I can see how it might not be as crazy to you as it was to me. But I seriously considered asking Wal-Mart for the security tape so I could take it home and laugh about it.



♥Oh, so vintage... 7:35 PM


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