Girls night out again. My brother asked me to come out
and help support his GF in a singing contest sponsored by the local rock
radio station.
I picked up my friend at her house and was wowed by her outfit! She
had borrowed her teenaged daughter's clothes and looked very good. I
had just thrown on jeans, a t-shirt and sneaks. Oh well, I wanted to
be comfortable. I'm past the age of trying to compete with all the 20
year old hussy-dressing girlies. Haha, now I compete with women my own
age. ;) It's
actually easier to compete with the younger ones because they lose most of
their points with outward signs of insecurity. I'm much better at
masking mine now. Not that I was insecure last night but rather at
times when I actually care.
So back to the story. My friend spotted the perfect parking space
right across the street -- only 2 disadvantages. One, it was metered,
and two, I would have to parallel park. I'm much better in my car at
high speeds. At slow speeds (like parking), I'm terrible at
maneuvering. With her help, I slid into that spot like a pro.
For those of you who are wondering how I've gotten through life sucking at
parallel parking, remember that 99.99% of the spaces here are pull-in ones.
We dump all of our change into the meter and buy 30 minutes. Big
fucking deal. So now the begging starts. No establishment
there would give us change for a dollar. The nasty pizza guy offered 3
quarters for a dollar like 25 fucking cents is gonna break him. What
an ass. Finally, my friend walks up to 3 cops having a dinner break
and asks them. They start to hem & haw and she says either give us
change now or a ticket later. It's your choice. Laugh.
They fell for it. Or maybe it was her sexy outfit.
:)
We met up with my brother and his GF. They had procured a table
right up front with the best view of the stage next to the judges' table.
Somehow, where I sat looked to be a good place to walk through even though
there was no room. So I constantly had people asking me to move so
they could get through. The official aisle was about 10 feet away, so
they were just lazy or blind. Most I gave my bitch look to and they
went around. One man was very persistent and got on his knees and
begged. Dunno why. :p
I laughed but still didn't feel like moving. Finally he started
kissing my feet. Laugh, that did it. I jumped up fast and let
him through.
The range of the talent there was incredible. Some really sucked,
and some burned brightly. She placed 2nd which sucks
because no prize for 2nd place, but at least she was recognized.
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