Ugh, Get a Life.
Wednesday, September 6th, 2006It’s already Wednesday, having Monday off has thrown me for a total loop. But I am one step closer to Friday so I reckon I’ll just shut my trap and go with it.
The other night I went with The Hotness’s daughter and her friend to play pool at a billiards room here in Tucson. While we were there a girl who was wearing an outfit I wouldn’t even let near my body (and that’s saying something) was playing pool with her boyfriend. At first I didn’t pay much mind to them but then something caught my eye. She had one of those Bluetooth things stuck in her head and wore it the whole 6 hours we were there. Lil’ Miss. Bluetooth would constantly futz with her hair on the side of her BT in a very showy way in what I thought was to make sure everyone around saw it.
And of course we all did. I’m sure she got a nice sense of self satisfaction when she busted me staring at her as her back got a little straighter and a weird smirk crossed her face. But if she would have known what I was thinking in my head I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t have felt quite so high on the hog at that moment. Now I’m sorry folks but how fucking important are you to walk around a very loud and very smoky pool hall at 11 o’clock at night with a phone attached to your head flipping your hair away from it every two seconds? While playing pool? And of course making sure everyone notices.
Seriously, give me a break. And god forbid if whatever call you are so anxiously awaiting is so important then your ass should be back home where it’s quiet or in…hell…I dunno a coffee shop. The whole time we were there she didn’t get one call. My cell phone was ringing off the hook buried somewhere in my purse but after 8pm I don’t touch that sucker with a ten foot pole. And I’m also not taking it out and waving it in the faces of everyone in the room. But to each his own right?
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