I had such a shitty night at work last night for various reasons, but I just thought I'd share part of it because it's funny.
I was standing next to a table talking to a guy there. The women at thenext able over was smoking a cigarette and wildly gesticulating with it in her hand. I didn't have time to get out of the wasy and she nailed me with it right on the thigh. The cherry actually stuck to my skin for a second before I could brush it off. Boy was I pissed. Mostly because the bitch looked at me like it was my fault I happened to be standing there--didn't even bother to apologize.
It hurt like hell and blistered and itched, but probably won't scar, so it's not that big of a deal. But, along with the other bad things going on that night, it really pissed me off. I was being called to stage right then, probably a good thing or I might have lost my coold and said something nasty.
But the funny thing is--as I was on my way to stage I was just hinking-"Thank GOD that hit my thigh and not my dress--I just bought it yesterday and paid $150 for it!"
Stupid, but I was amused by my own thought processes.


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