Tuesday, November 11, 2008

All right, all right I'll ask her. Miss, miss! Do you know where the high school girls hang out around here?

I'm trying not to take this the wrong way:

Waiter: "Has anyone helped you?"

Me: "Well, someone took my drink order."

Waiter: "Was it a margarita?"

Me: "Yes."

Waiter: "I remember you."

I mean, a lone girl with a laptop is surely more memorable than some chick who orders a margarita at a Mexican restaurant, right? And sure, it ended up being three margaritas, but it's not like I did a table dance after the third one, jesus.

9 comments:

Veloute said...

You're just very memorable ;)

Ellen Aim said...

*cough*

I'm sure that's it.

SkylersDad said...

Are you sure you didn't do that table dance? Because that is just a way cool story if you did.

Triana said...

Dude, we use to show up at Mrs. Johnson's donuts so much that they'd have our order ready by the time we drove up to the drive-thru window and they'd just hand us the box. We had to quit going. O.o

Ellen Aim said...

SkyD: I will never do a table dance. Mostly because I'm clumsy and I would probably knock the table over while still on it.

Triana: Mmmmmmm...they do have the bitchin'est hot glazed doooooonuts, though...

Veloute said...

I think you have the table dance in you.

Ellen Aim said...

Well then, let's pray it shows itself while I'm safely in another country rather than my hometown...

You know, doing my bit to further America's reputation...

MacGuffin said...

What a lush! For shame...

Ellen Aim said...

I know, I know. *blushes*