I was at Chipotle last night after work picking up some dinner and witnessed WAY too much of other people's lives. First there was this girl with cotton knit shorts and a tank top flashing her thong to the general world.
And then when I was getting my drink these two other girls (maybe 17 or 18) walk over. One of them comments that the other looks taller and the apparently taller one responds, "Must be all the sex I'm having."
Excuse me, random stranger within earshot??
But with the ridiculousness of it all, I have all I could do to not start laughing at them. What is this, Sex in the Suburbs? And then this guy, who I can only assume is the source of all this sex, comes out of the bathroom to join them and he's this scrawny dreadlocked white kid who looks like he's 15 on a good day. (I guess I need to mention that everyone in this story is white but I only mentioned the race of the boy to illustrate the ridiculousness of the hairdo).
Yes, welcome to my world.
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- Entirely not your average thirtysomething, I seem to have made a wrong turn somewhere around graduate school. I'm quirky; I have a very quick, dry and wicked sense of humor that is an acquired taste; I have a few harmless addictions ~ Starbucks chai tea & Tazo tea, coca-cola, Chipotle (there's something in the rice), Tivo, yarn (it's a knitting thing), magazines. Woah! A lot has changed since I posted here. I got married for starters ~ something I for one didn't see coming. And now I'm entering my forties. Life is different, but life is really good. I think I'm still the same person that I was, just happier.
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