Do the BBC.......and get a free glass.

Yeah, so I decided to do a little shopping last night. There’s this fancy mall across the street that has upscale stores for the most part. I needed some clothes for “casual Friday” at work cause I’m not going to be a busta like last week. I use the Saks Fifth Avenue entrance and speed-walk to the mall exit before a sales rep takes my first born for a pair of socks, nice socks, but still just socks. I’m just people/store gazing and find a Buckle. Typically, I do not buy at the Buckle b/c they want your first born child’s kidney for a pair of jeans. I walk in, feeling a bit saucy, and the sales rep, who was super helpful, asks what I was looking for and turns out the Buckle has the perfect style of jeans for bar/work, stylish but not too distressed that they become work-inappropriate. So, I try on my usual size, 36, and I’ve got room for Kate Moss in the waist band. I ask for a 34 and, dear Lord, I was in 2nd Heaven (1st Heaven was my lunch at Maggiano’s). I didn’t care the cost or the trickery, I haven’t worn a size 34 since high school, and these jeans were mine. Plus, I looked like a million bucks in these jeans. My ass was fantastic! ;-) Chances are that the Buckle either builds ‘em big or mislabels their jeans but I was paying for the dream/fantasy.
So, I keep on shopping, looking for a polo. Buckle had nuffin so I made my way around the entire mall. Yeah, Abrocromie and Fitch can eat two scoops of my fat ass. Every shirt in there was made for a 15 yr old Ethiopian female. I put on an XL adult polo and almost had to pay for it b/c I “hulked” it. Ironically, it was green too :-D I end up back at the Gap, which had the perfect polo sitting on display right as I walk in the door. I’m in line trying to pay and as usual there’s some dipper trying to find an expired coupon to get 4 cents off a shirt. The sales rep calls in back up. This dude, no shit, sha-swayed his way from the fitting room to the register, jazz hands and all. If there ever was stereo-typical fruitcake, this dude was it. And I’m not a homophobe………but this story gets worse. Some typical Gap 90’s hip hop song comes on the speaker system and this guy, who’s taking his sweet time logging on to the register, starts beboppin’. It wouldn’t have been inappropriate but he starts “Duffman” pelvic thrusting in my direction. There was a little “stripper-esque” hip swayin’ too but mostly “Duffman” thrusts. I tried to look away but I knew what was going on so I had the mental image burned in the frontal lobe.
What’s the best part of Tuesday? Hooter’s!!! This time I forgoed the wings for the chix breast sangwich. Summer special is a large Miller Lite for $3.50. Can’t shake a stick at that. Unfortunately, the service sucks at this Hooter’s but they have a ton of flat screens so I had WSOP and the Cleveland game for my entertainment. After dinner, I lost the epic battle within man and found myself at the bar next door, Beer Sellar. It’s cool though b/c I’m establishing my “regular” status at the Sellar. Tuesday's special was a free pint glass with purchase of Kentucky BBC, Bluegrass Brewing Company, wheat ale. I only stuck around for a few b/c I was ridin’ on about 2hrs of total sleep. Got back to my hotel room and got 6 hrs of glorious sleep. I even accidentally woke up at 3am and went right back to R.E.M. sleep. Great afternoon/night.

Work Update: I know that this blog has been mostly my personal life in Indy but that’s cool b/c I wasn’t sure where I was going with this blog. Work is another aspect of my life. Those that know me know that I typically focus on the negative aspects of any job. Co-workers, bosses, customers, paycheck, work in general, whatever. Not for a pity party or anything, just liked to gather ‘round and bitch about stuff to kinda vent. Well, I’ve been blindsided by a damn good job. My co-workers are cool. My boss buys me lunch when he’s around, even an Einstein bagel on Monday. I’m finally pulling in a decent paycheck. The drive to work is hassle free. There’s free coffee and snacks in the break room. We have the ED-209 water cooler (yeah, that was a Robocop reference). So, basically, I’m in foreign waters right now. I’ve got a light load at work with just going through some training material trying to get up to speed on the systems and applications. I’ll probably start traveling to customers the end of this month. For travel and track side, they’ve given me a ton of Pi clothing. For free. I got three pairs of Eddie Bauer pants yesterday, didn’t even ask for them. The dude in charge just dropped them off at my desk. I got two jackets, like five shirts, waiting for a pair of shoes. Pretty cool…………