Real phone conversation in preparation to celebrate best friend's birthday this evening. In like 2 hours.
Friend: Birthday Girl just got to my house.
Me: Yay! So where does she want to go?
Friend: She doesn't know.
Me: omg
Friend: Where do YOU want to go, Tootsie ('cept she didn't really call me Tootsie as I'm sure you can imagine)
Me: I don't know. It's not my birthday. How about sushi?
Friend: She just had sushi.
Me: How about Mexican?
Friend: Eh.
Me: BBQ?
Friend: I had that yesterday. How about Mulligans?
Me: I had that Friday night BUT I LOVE IT SO I WILL GO AGAIN!
Friend: I dunno. It's kinda familyish
Me: sigh.
Friend: So where do you want to go?
Me: A martini bar. Forget the food.
*real names not used to protect the indecisive.
Monday, March 3, 2008
I Have No Idea Where We're Going but it's Somewhere
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Indecision is a terrible thing.
You need to go read this post. I think you will like it based on your above conversation.
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I have had similar conversations! lol! What did you end up doing?
Ha. Sounds like me and my best friend, who always let drink lead us.
"Drink first, decide later" is a great motto.
-Stu
Whatever the question, liquor is the answer. I can't remember who said that. Maybe you.
Definitely the right decision. As long as it does not involve puking in one's own backyard.
Drinking + Friends = The Best of Times
We ended up at Mulligans. I had one glass of pinot noir. Home by 9:45. I know, I know. We are so insane. Don't try to stop us.
LOL. That reminds me of me and my indecisiveness. I'da gone for the martini. Hehe.
You crazy girls! Someone needs to give you a curfew!
Mmmm, martini's. Is it wrong I could use one at 10:47am?
You know, I have never ever had a martini. I might have to change that this weekend.
It makes me feel better to know I'm not the only one with ridiculously indecisive friends. I will make a decision but they will still hem and haw...I'm like "just spit it out, bitches!" That really doesn't work, either, but I sure feel better.
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