Monday, June 2, 2008

okay, this is not the DL post...

...i'm finishing it up, and re-asking myself--"is there even a point to this post?" No worries though--it'll be up and running tomorrow.

But for now, it's a lazy lovely Monday night here, and it's just me, my laptop, and a Coca Cola...I'm in ultimate chill mode. How sweet it is!

Drunk people--that's my opener for this quick bit of humor. Drunk people. Last night at a bar, I sat sipping my ice-cold Yuengling watching people tell jokes. After the BF gave his schpiel, he walks over to me to digress, scribble a note in his Moleskin, and sip my beer (it was a very big glass). Then, a woman at the bar leans in to ask a couple of questions about our lover-dom--how long had we been together, did we know how lucky we were, and blah blah and more blah. She was drunk and giddy, so we humored her...because we're nice people, but of course, in the back of my mind, I was planning my escape. It was late, I was sober and pleasant, and not in the mood to listen to drunk talk. I guess I shouln't have been at a bar then...but hey, I was being supportive and they had good, ice-cold Yeungling. The BF escaped first...DAMN HIM!! and drunken lady turned her attention to me. She says something like this: "I could tell you were his girlfriend, by the way you looked at him." Okay, that's kinda sweet to say, but likely BS. What she doesn't know is that I look intensely at most everyone...it's my way of feeling folks out.

Next she hands me her card and says, "Call me in five years. Call me on June 1, 2013. I'll remember you, I will. I want you to call me and let me know if you guys are still together. And if you are, I'll have a gift for you." I said I'd call her. I probably won't. But I say probably won't, not definitely won't. Cuz, for one, it's bizarre to call some stranger up in 5 years and say "Hey, remember I met you at blankedy-blank Bar and you said to call you in 5 years? Well here I am, calling you. We're still going strong, now where's our gift?" It's bizarre, but I like bizarre things. Even if they are bizarre, and borderline corny...but yet still somewhat romantic, and besides, I want this damn gift.

I told her she should film a documentary, about random couples she meets and asks to call her in 5 years. She agreed...quite possibly pleased with the idea that it might renew her faith and many others' faith in lasting love. (backstory--she had recently been engaged and had broken it off.)

Then, she goes, "Babies are a bonus." And we all know how I feel about babies. I fought off a frown, and to get her off my back, I said "Yes, I will most definitely call you on June 1, 2013." And hey, I dunno, I just might.

3 comments:

etoilee8 said...

Ooooh I love drunk people. My favourite is when they want to whisper in your ear and end up covering that half off your face in saliva. . . oh drunk people. . .

rashad said...

For some reason when you mentioned the drunk woman, I pictured that one woman on Martin's show, who was always drunk and staggering. Please tell me you or someone who comments here knows what i'm talking about

Chubbs said...

rashad--was she an elderly woman? I remember She-nay-nay, Rosco, the security guard, the white guy, the little boy with the snotty nose (I think that was Rosco,) but no drunk woman. hmmmm.

etoilee--I don't let drunk people get that close...nothing worse than drunk breath. ugh.