Friday, November 17, 2006

Why I can never go back there

Hooter's Girl: Hey, I like your (sweater) vest.

Me: Thank you very much.

Hooter's Girl: Is it made?

Me: Pardon?

Hooter's Girl: Did someone make it for you?

Me: No, it's Polo Sport, I think. (Yes, of course it was, and we all know I knew that)

Hooter's Girl: It's nice. My gramma made one like that.

Me: ...

13 Comments:

At 10:20 AM, Blogger Beth said...

You shold know that sweater vests are chick magnets. And by chicks, I meant, me. ;)

 
At 12:58 PM, Blogger Zelda said...

It's better than, "My grandad uses that exact same after shave. He's dead now."

 
At 3:47 PM, Blogger evilsciencechick said...

are you disparaging the craft of knitting?

bravo if her grandma makes them.



and what the hell were you doing in a hooters, anyway?

 
At 5:21 PM, Blogger tinyhands said...

Beth- What a coincidence, I happen to like chicks who like me. And by chicks, I meant you. ;)

Z- Just a different shade of black.

Regis- Not disparaging at all, just not wanting to look like an arts & crafts project from the old folks home. And I was in Hooters because they tastes like chicken.

 
At 1:20 AM, Blogger Jammie J. said...

Mmmm. Chicken and vests. Sounds like hooter rap to me.

 
At 9:24 AM, Blogger Heather said...

Hahaha...Ha.

 
At 12:34 PM, Blogger Jethro said...

Chicken wings are good for the ninja soul.

 
At 1:18 PM, Blogger Jack said...

Cute waitress: What's your aftershave?

Jack: Uh, I think it's Old Spice Sport.

CW: You smell like my dad.

J: Is that a good thing?

CW: Uh, no.

 
At 2:14 PM, Blogger tinyhands said...

J- Don't forget the ranch dressing.

BonnieHeather- Just in case you've got one more summer at the steak 'n shake, you now know how to handle those creepy old dudes.

Sensei- Never let them smell you coming.

Jack- So you know what I went through? I feel your pain.

 
At 10:25 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Gotcha beat--dimwitted hostess at a Spanish restaurant said to me: Ooooh, eating for two?!

Me: No.

Her: Oh. Well, it certainly looks like it! No offense--haha!

Me: (silently crying inside).

At least you can take your sweater vest off.

 
At 4:14 PM, Blogger Crystal said...

she is wearing orange wind shorts for crying out loud!

 
At 10:38 PM, Blogger tinyhands said...

Aide- For someone as skillfully argumentative as yourself, I'm surprised you didn't have the manager kissing your ass and comp'ing the meal including dessert.

Crystal- I know how you hated having to wear those things.

 
At 3:07 PM, Blogger The Tart said...

Very funny! Now show us a pic of that vest. ; )

Smooch,
The Tart
; *

 

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