my first "meredith story" from San Diego!
so i took a xanax at about 530pm and took a nap.
i slept through a text message and 2 phone calls from eric.
i woke up at 11pm, all "OMGWTFBBQ?!?!!11! eric's band has a gig tonight! and i'm supposed to be there!"
so i called him, and of course, everyone WAS wondering where i was, and luckily, they hadn't played yet. there was one more band, and then his band.
i rushed around and got as presentable as i could (including a new black hat that is TEH SUPERCUTE - remind me and i'll take pictures one of these days), and drove over to the bar where they were playing. i remembered how to get there all by myself (gold stars for me!) -- but of course, parking sucked, so i had to drive around in circles for a few minutes, before i finally parked a few blocks away from the bar at 36th and Outer Mongolia Avenue.
circling around so much had disoriented me to the point that i started walking in the WRONG DIRECTION. luckily i realized this after one block and turned around. i continued onward towards the bar.
first, a kid who looked maybe 10 years old or so rode up to me on his bike and asked me for 50 cents. i told him that i had no change, which was the truth, because i tend to empty out my wallet after each time i get back from the store, etc. but seriously...i remember when i was a kid (yes, i have seriously DATED myself by using that phrase) and i had to be in bed after the muppet show -- 8pm. i guess as much as my parents lived in the age of naivety compared to me, i lived in that age compared to today's kids.
i continued walking on.
a car slowed down, and the driver turned around in his seat and stared at me.
he was almost at a dead stop.
he then turned around the next corner, still staring at me.
he stopped the car. continued to stare at me.
i was a little nervous, but continued to walk by.
he then started his car up again, turned around, and pulled away.
that's when i realized: i think that man thought i was a HOOKER!
this realization was confirmed when i shared the story with my friends at the bar. it's actually very cute how everyone feels bad for me a little bit and almost is a little worried, just because i AM so unbelievably clueless. but it's great that i have people that will look out for me and have my back, too. and will teach me "the ropes" -- i'm definitely a lucky girl.
but i sure as hell am NOT in the sticks of north guam, NJ anymore.
posted by: less-than3
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