Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Trying to catch up

I told Jean that I'd write about New Years. I said I'd post other pictures and write the real story of peeing in the men's bathroom at the Half Time Rec and walking out of the stinky stall only to see Ryan (thank god I didn't see all of Ryan). I also thought I might mention the man licking my face while I was calling Henry and the other man grabbing my boobs. Thought I might thank the band for an awesome New Year's Eve...well all of that was over a week ago and I don't have the energy to relive that night wittily. Yeah I made that up. So instead I'll post these couple of pictures that I think fully display the great night that it was. Thanks TSB! Thanks Jean!



So then last week I promised Lance that I'd write about the Clap. I do owe him that one...afterall, he did move down to the cities just so he could hang out at the MMC with us! I was excited to hang out with Lance...its been so long and now we'll have way more opportunities. We kicked off his first week here with a trip to the MMC of course. We walked in and the first thing I saw was the Clap on the dance floor. I thought, "this will be good". Little did I realize how good. BTW, the Clap has a new name too. Mrs. Kool-Aid. Now instead of simply clapping all the time, she also yells, "Oh yeah!". Well, I quickly notice the Clap's ensemble: jeans, and long sleeve T, and this long fuzzy thing that is pinned up between her boobs and pinned again in the back. WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT???? I asked Lance. He didn't know either. This is when I offered Lance a dollar if he asked her what the hell she was wearing. Lance was up to the challenge. About half an hour into our beers, the Clap walks up to us and loudly informs us that she split her pants. Apparently this happened only minutes before we arrived. I'm sure if I'm glad I missed it or if I would have enjoyed witnessing the comedy. Needless to say, she couldn't drag herself away from the dance floor...not even for a crotch to ass pants split. But don't worry...the clap has an idea. An idea that she describes to Lance when he asks her, "Hey where did you get that thing?" "This?" says the clap pointing at her fuzzy thing. "I got it at Walgreen's.....or Wal-Mart. It's a scarf. A big scarf. They're like 3 for $9.00 at Walgreens. You know...Walgreens? So yeah I must have like 12 of 'em. When I split my pants I got it out of my car and pinned it on."
Of course you did. Lance drew a picture of this "skirf or skart of you will" I leave you with this image:
Well that is all for now folks...I have a lot of Macy's bitching to do...big changes good and bad. Possible promotions, lots of new responsibilities, some losses, etc. I just don't have it in me tonight (after sitting through an 8 hour training seminar today....urgghhh). More on the lovely job later!

2 comments:

Jean. said...

Oh my God I wish I'd have been there. Kudos to the LM for the photo.

Who came up with the Kool-Aid name? That shit is FUCKING GENIUS.

...and send me the photos! Or if they are still on your camera, you could bring that and the dock down and I could steal them for my puter.

See you tomorrow! Woo-hoo! Pi Kap 4-evah.

Anonymous said...

Oh, wow, that is unreal. Seriously, even if there's a cover to get back in, just go home and change. It will be worth it.

Unless she was already drunk by that point. Which sounds likely.