I got my roommates hooked on 24 last night, I had been pitching the idea to Andrew a lot recently, he finally decided to start watching last night… and we ended up watching 5 episodes. Obviously, everyone is hooked.
I couldn’t be happier.
Tonight Andy and I decided to go to Hooters to watch the Jazz game and eat some wings, since everyone is so cheap and not willing to pay to go to the game. Everything was going smoothly until a party of 10 douchebags showed up and SAT RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE TV WE WERE WATCHING!!! Also, they ordered about 200 wings, and didn’t even offer to share. NOT. COOL. Not really like it mattered though, the Jazz were currently up by about 20, and I didn’t have anyone on my fantasy team playing in this game.
Anyway, I overheard our waitress talking to the table next to us, saying she is recently divorced and she lives in the Salt Lake City area. So when she brought our check to us, I had to sign my card receipt, since I’m not from 1999 and hardly carry cash anymore. At the bottom I put, “I overheard you’re from the Salt Lake City area, I have a cousin that lives there, maybe we could get together sometime. ::insert my cell number:: ::insert hand drawn heart:: George - The Bearded Guy.” I figured I’d actually be daring, since I’m a really shy guy when it comes to girls and I have never done anything like this in my entire lifetime… Maybe she’ll call back? She didn’t seem like the typical Hooters girl, as in… she never once sat at our table, or rubber her boobs in Andy’s face.
Maybe? Charlotte if you’re reading, I’m a really nice guy… yea?
5 responses so far ↓
Ali // Dec 12, 2006 at 3:13 am
You’re such a ladies man, George. How old was this girl though? Divorced? Maybe she has kids… like 8 of them. That’d be so hot.
But we’ve already established that you’re a big tease. Stop fishing for other fish when you have a full bucket.
Wait, what?
jami // Dec 12, 2006 at 1:04 pm
Once i was having a bad day, and went out to lunch with a friend. Over lunch I essentially bitched and moaned for an hour. When we were leaving, our waitress brought me a note from a stranger who had already left the cafe.
He had written some clever little ditty referencing all of my reasons for woe. It was cute and sweet and made me laugh.
I called him.
(sadly he was dying of a brain tumor, which was kind of a conversation stopper when on the phone with a total stranger, but I digress)
Whether she calls or not, you probably made her day
Lessie // Dec 12, 2006 at 1:07 pm
Cool! I hope she calls too. Good for you for doing that.
LisaLou // Dec 12, 2006 at 4:48 pm
I agree with Jami “whether she calls you or not, you probably made her day”
Good for you George. Way to go! I hope she calls you (I would if it was me, maybe)
me // Dec 13, 2006 at 5:22 pm
Don’t let your regular groupies get jealous now. We all know how they like to *flirt* with you, but really only like you “as a friend”. (talk about being a “tease”)
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