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lierdumoaThe most hilarious thing happened on Saturday.
I was on the bus fairly close to home, talking to a friend. I decided to get off because the bus was too loud to hold a phone conversation and I was only about a mile away from my place. After walking for a while, a car came up behind me.
Obnoxious boy #1 yelled out the window that I was beautiful. I rolled my eyes, said a semi-sarcastic thanks and continued talking to my friend over the phone.
Obnoxious boy #2 asked me if my feet were tired (with the unspoken implication that he'll be willing to give me a ride, of course, pun intended). I said, "I'm good," and again went back to my conversation.
And then. A third voice arose. A female voice, saying "I am so sorry. I'm sooo sorry."
This I had to see. I turned towards the car so fast I almost gave myself whiplash, because what? These losers actually had a woman in the car with them? I saw this beautiful Asian girl in the front seat with the world's most wretchedly embarrassed expression on her face.
"It's okay," I told her, trying not to laugh. I figure she was trapped in the car with either her endearingly stupid male college friends or possibly her endearingly stupid male sibling and his friends.
This event, combined with the event which took place earlier on in the day, wherein a guy told me I had a cute laugh after I cackled gratingly into the phone during a separate phone conversation, leads me to conclude that my new hair cut has given me sex hair, and I look like a million bucks right now.
So. You know. WIN.
I was on the bus fairly close to home, talking to a friend. I decided to get off because the bus was too loud to hold a phone conversation and I was only about a mile away from my place. After walking for a while, a car came up behind me.
Obnoxious boy #1 yelled out the window that I was beautiful. I rolled my eyes, said a semi-sarcastic thanks and continued talking to my friend over the phone.
Obnoxious boy #2 asked me if my feet were tired (with the unspoken implication that he'll be willing to give me a ride, of course, pun intended). I said, "I'm good," and again went back to my conversation.
And then. A third voice arose. A female voice, saying "I am so sorry. I'm sooo sorry."
This I had to see. I turned towards the car so fast I almost gave myself whiplash, because what? These losers actually had a woman in the car with them? I saw this beautiful Asian girl in the front seat with the world's most wretchedly embarrassed expression on her face.
"It's okay," I told her, trying not to laugh. I figure she was trapped in the car with either her endearingly stupid male college friends or possibly her endearingly stupid male sibling and his friends.
This event, combined with the event which took place earlier on in the day, wherein a guy told me I had a cute laugh after I cackled gratingly into the phone during a separate phone conversation, leads me to conclude that my new hair cut has given me sex hair, and I look like a million bucks right now.
So. You know. WIN.
