[wednesday, bad]

D and i decided to run to the restaurant/bar across the street from work. we usually hit it up on mondays, but we missed out this week so we shot for wednesday. apparently it's an entirely different place depending on what day of the week you check it out.

we parked in back and made our way through the bar that was packed. we looked around, then looked at one another and shrugged. so we walked over to the restaurant side to see if there were any open tables. we found one by the door and sat down. slowly the place began to clear out as we placed our order, the usual BLTs, yum. mine minus the mayo, D's with extra, yuck.

after we sat there for about twenty minutes, waiting on our food and me plowing through three iced teas, i saw D's face light up at something behind me. "just wait," she said as i gave her a questioning look. in walked this lady in a bright blue moo-moo, bright red hair, blue tinted sunglasses, and the darkest red lipstick i've ever seen. it was so noticeable because it was all over her face. lipstick, no longer just for your lips. she was interesting, but i didn't give her much thought after the initial shock. i tried to slide over a bit so i didn't have to make eye contact with her, since she was sitting behind D.

so we went back to our conversation and we heard this loud beeping noise. D jumped and i told her it was moo-moo's phone. she got a text message, looked down at her phone, and began to cackle like a mad woman. nervously i looked away. then we heard this loud sniffing noise coming from crazy. D looked at me and whispered, "what is that?" i just shrugged. after about the fourth time D said it sounded like the noise a bus makes when it's doors open and close. we laughed, i choked on my tea, and crazy lady gave me the stink eye.

so this went on for like fifteen minutes. loud beep, chuckle, long sniff. loud beep, chuckle, long sniff. our food arrived, minus the pickle on the side. i was ready to walk. our waitress asked us how everything was, we said fine. "but i didn't get my pickle," i whispered as she walked off. i was sad. by the time we were ready to leave i was pretty sure that moo-moo was really a man. i was hoping anyway, because she wasn't a very pretty lady. D had some sort of allergic reaction to her food. she sneezed ten times in a row and her eyes began to water. we took that as our sign to leave.

we left our money and headed back through the bar side. D was creeped out and was hauling it out of that place. the hostess stopped us and said, "just two today?" "we already ate!" D yelled running off, "we're just trying to get out of this place!" i just smiled, nodded and said, "yeah."

i had another coughing attack in the parking lot as we got into D's car. we laughed the whole way back to work, and decided that we were never going back, on a wednesday.