Monday. Ick.
You guys know I was excited about the weekend based on my post on Friday. And here's the rest of my weekend shenanigans:
I know, it's tiny. It's the only picture there was! |
After work came happy hour with Tom and A then rooftop drinks at our apartment with another couple friends then party at Tom's cousin's apartment (across the street from our apartment!) which is MASSIVE and I want to move there. And his roomate showed me a vid that was taken the night of the wedding. Oops.
happy hour |
rooftop dranks |
HUGE BATHROOM |
AND TAMI AND I ARE TEXTY FRIENDS!!! Want proof?
Kissy selfies. |
See what you missed Katie? That's what you get for being asleep.
Baby Jesus was smiling upon me and I woke up with NO HANGOVER!!! BDE. Then we got up and went to see my dad drive a race car!! Then Tom and I came home and watched Jason Statham movies for 5 hours.DUH. what you wear to a nascar track. |
So good at pictures |
Getting ready to go! |
best iced coffee ever |
Tom ruining pictures |
and now everyone but M have fake smiles. Luckily it doesn't matter because they're all still cute. |
And now for a story that guys (maybs girls too) probably don't want to hear but it is too ridic not to tell.
I had my Aunt Flo (it was really hard to decide what to refer to that as) visit while we were at the vineyard and didn't have anything on me. Neither did the other girls. So on the way to the restaurant, I stopped at a gas station. I went in, grabbed a box and went up to pay. This is the conversation I had with the 43ish, male, sketchy clerk:
clerk: having a bad week ey? ha ha!
me: haaa.. yea
clerk: on a weekend too!? that's too bad!
me: haa mm yes
clerk: that's why I'm glad I'm not a woman! I mean it's nature, but I'm glad I'm not a woman
me: ok. can I use your bathroom?
clerk: ok! right over there. don't get it too messy haha!
me: (thinking) WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING? / I don't think he understands how this all works
--I go into the bathroom and come out--
me: thank you
clerk: oh yes! hey- enjoy! ha ha!
Real. Life.
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Let me get this straight. You were wearing spanx... With Aunt Flo in town?! You must be some kind of magician cause that's just downright impossible. Also bathroom selfie texts need to be a regular occurrence.
ReplyDeleteUm...that clerk sounds a little creepy!
ReplyDeleteyou are a cute little thang! waking up to no hangover is a blessing from little baby jesus!
ReplyDeletealso, that clerk creeps me out and I didnt even meet hiM!
ReplyDeletewhat an awesome weekend!! and lovin the nascar outfit- perfection.
ReplyDeletehaha what a creepster!! And any weekend at a vineyard sounds good to me!
ReplyDeletei whined about being a sleepy looser but it accidentally posted on fridays post so now im gonna whine about that here. whineeeeee
ReplyDeletewine.
how flipping creepy is that!!
ReplyDeleteI would have died if a clerk started discussing my "aunt flo"....awwwkkkward!
ReplyDeletei am dying over the aunt flo / clerk situation!!! so entertaining. ps. yay for beer named Brooklyn!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a freak! (the cashier - not you!) I would have given him my best death stare, and perhaps dropped a wrapper on the floor on my way out...
ReplyDeleteThat clerk? NOT okay. But your NASCAR outfit is pretty great!
ReplyDeleteEek the gas guy sounds like a creeper. I hate when people comment on my purchases... especially at the grocery store when all I buy are cans of corn and brownie mix. Like it's weird or something..
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh - I don't know what I would have said to the clerk! WHHAAATT??!? haha!
ReplyDeleteYou're the only person I know that can make NASCAR adorable!
ReplyDeleteHahaha!!! What a weirdo that clerk is!!! Totally laughing out loud here!
ReplyDeleteEw. I'm straight up horrified at what that man said to you. Like, please sir, shut the fuck up. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteUmm how are we not texty friends? And I want a rooftop party. That is all.
ReplyDeleteI need that Born in the USA tank. Immediately!
ReplyDeleteEnjoy your period! CREEPeR CLERK