On Friday I went to see Richard Vission for the 2nd time courtesy of Easylove/The Internationals. I need to take a dance-party break, as I'm starting to become broke, and sick. Irresponsibility FTW!
ANYWHO,
Afterwards I volunteer my cab-hailing skills to end the night, and while doing my signature hand-wave, a passing homeless man strikes up a conversation.
(OKAY, maybe he wasn't homeless, but just really enjoyed 2-AM walks and smelling dirty. Anything goes.)
Homeless-man, seeing that my cab hailing skills are not generating any success, he says to me: "Pretty girl like you shouldn't have any problems getting a cab!"
I can see Heather look at me like she doesn't want me to respond to this guy, but I can't pass up a conversation!
"I KNOW MAN, but its peak hours or something!" says Larissa
"Well just throw a little leg out," - says Mr. Man.
I look down at my ensemble. I'm wearing a a short black and teal dress with some black tights to ensure proper ass-coverage with a dress that short.
(PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT TO SKANKY 18 YEAR OLDS: WEAR SOME.)
ANYWAY
"Well just throw a little leg out," - says the man,
and I look down,
and I look back at him,
and with the most serious face/angry voice I could conjure I say "I'm wearing leggings."
LIKE CAN'T YOU SEE, BUDDY?
Heather promptly lets me know I need to STOP TALKING TO RANDOM MEN, and I finally wave down a cab. Must have been the leg I threw out when she grabbed me away from the conversation.
In other news I had a great dream about a panda bear and a hippopotamus fighting to the death in a lake.
Pic unrelated.
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