Last night was M.Lo’s birthday happy hour party at Trudy’s, which is one of my least favorite places. The parking lot is ALWAYS over crowded and you have to vulture around for an eternity before you find a spot that your vehicle couldn’t fit into anyway. After 15 minutes of circling the parking lot, you get to go inside and wait half an hour for a table. I don’t mind waiting for tables, but only when the food is delicious. I’m not trying to be waiting to eat blah on a plate. And on top of that, all the waitstaff look like they live in boxes under overpasses.
Anyway… the happy hour was actually fun. Cresa (aka White Girl) came and brought her beautiful husband, Patrick. Man, he is out of control hot… and he’s a cop, which gets him double hot points. Actually it was all coworkers except Patrick and I. One side of the table was M.Lo (aka Brown Girl) and Cresa, Patrick and I were at the ends, and then the other side contained three older ladies with giant boobs… actually M.Lo and Cresa aren’t small either… so Patrick and I were sorrounded by big boobs.
There was a long discussion at the table over who had the bigger boobs, with all of them disclosing their bra sizes. Patrick was very amused, yet said it wasn’t fair that they could talk openly about their bra sizes, but men can’t.
They (everyone but Patrick and I) wanted to go to Cool River after Trudy’s. I refused to go there, so I went home. Plus, it was getting late and I wasn’t about to be out drinking all night on a work night. Us old folks can’t do that and get up early the next day and be cheery.
On the positive side… Kelly charge the entire dinner and drink bill at Trudy’s to her corporate card, which I’m sure was an abuse of her power.
Oh… so I forgot to bring my lunch today! Which means I either get food from down stairs (blech), go home and get my lunch during break, or go out for lunch. I’ll probably just go home during break because I need to make up time from leaving early on Tuesday.
LISTENING TO: Queen Latifah - Nuff of the Ruff Stuff
