I told her I didn't want to come if he'd be there.
and she said, "I understand".
I'd like to say I was surprised when he grabbed my arm to say hello. motherfucker. I gave him the look I've been practicing for the last 7 months. duped. she had "sorry" in her eyes but that was not going to cut it.
"will you be needing separate checks?"
(me) "oh no. nikki, you'll be picking up my tab, right?"
30 minutes and 4 vodka tonics later, she'd nearly redeemed herself, until
(he) "hey carrie..Carrie. Carrie, I'm talking to you...CARRIE!"
(me) "FUCK. WHAT??! WHAT KEVIN? What the FUCK do you want?"
(he) blank stare.
(me) "this is bullshit; you made it perfectly clear that we have nothing to say to each other. don't try to act fake now because we're in a room full of people."
silence.
(he) "...I was just going to ask for my drink..it's..in your hand."
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that reminds me of that southwest airlines commercial where they say you just want to get out of there. know which one i mean? kinda like book me a 1 way ticket pronto.
stupid kevin!
no I've never seen it.
Youch... Vodka makes me a little exciteable too. Not quite insane as you seem to have been... But that's probably something entirely different. lol.
-=The Prynce
OMG - found you via Jane's. That is so funny! (Sorry)
How many nanoseconds did it take for you to shrivel to the size of ant poop and for the ground to open and swallow you up?
WHAT HAPPENED NEXT?
I stood up and threw the drink in his face and then I set him on fire.
okay, no I didn't. but that sounds a lot cooler than what really happened.
I put the drink down. hehehh.
then I said, "oh. right." there was a lot of looks. mostly at me. I chilled the fuck out and kept my mouth shut for awhile and after there was no more fun to be had I came home to drink all the beer and write this post.
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