Side Note:
----now this part of the story is usually normal. Old men like young fresh meat and they always seem to wave and say some sort of over- friendly "Hey" that we consider hitting on us... I know.... gross. But I'm thinking.. "We both look like complete shit. Hair isn't completely straightened. Last night's make-up and sleep deprived eyes have given us natural lovely Black Eyes.. sooooooo....WHY, OLD FLY MAN? Why!?"
Back to the story:
Me being as friendly as I am, I send him a big smile and returned his wave while my sister acts COLD AS DAY trying to ignore this WHOLE situation, This Old Fly Man rolls his window down. With my natural reaction I roll my window down as well. (What Was I Thinkng??) He gets his window down and says: "HEY, LADY. I'M YOUR COUNSELOR".... For a second, I was confused because I didn't recognize him.
Then It Hit Me- that THIS Old Fly Man that we thought was trying to "hit" on us turns out to be our old High School Counselor, Mr. Bob 'Snake' Legrand, who remembers us BOTH because we were always in his office COMPLAINING. I am totally aware that he seen how shitty we looked and how out-of-it we were because he asked us "How are ya ladies doing now??" ... We both smiled at him as the light turned green- my sister hit the gas and said "Heyyy, Mr Legrand! WE'RE FINE!!" and *ZOOOOM* better believe we totally hit that Left Turn with a quickness.
*hopefully that wasn't too boring. :)
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