Saturday, July 17, 2010

BBQ Sauce Perfume.

One good thing about working at a restaurant: I will never drop out of school, so that I never have to work in the food service industry ever again. It is too stressful, I feel like my head is spinning the whole time I'm there. I also can't stand the smell. I constantly smell like pulled pork. Which is gross because I don't even like BBQ food, unless it is from Jack's. Jack's is the best because their sauce does not taste like BBQ sauce, it just tastes awesome, and it's obviously better because the whole restaurant is covered with gator stuff- hello heaven?!

So, I went to a bar/club last night- I would love for someone to explain to me why college night=old creepy guy night. Also, explain to me why making vulgar gestures seems like an effective way of picking up the ladies... Seeing what you can do with your tongue doesn't make me think "Oh my, that man is super delicious, let me leave my friends and let you have your way with me." I figured out I highly dislike dancing with strangers, unless of course it's salsa dancing.. that's totally allowed. There is nothing more awkward then having a man rub his clever parts on you when you don't even know his name... So because of the creep factor we didn't stay long.. which was unfortunate because there was this super fun gay guy dancing his little heart out and I greatly enjoyed watching him.

One more month until my life returns to normal and structured and busy. I can't wait!

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