The uniquely male struggle of trying to look cool all the time, while being an idiot, was in full effect for me this morning.
I had stopped at the gas station this morning to get a coffee (it has a Caribou attached to it) and some of those fine ass breakfast taquitos. This morning, however, there was some giant woman standing in front of the taquitos. Something about her cascading fat rolls made me keep my distance. I decided to get a slice of breakfast pizza instead. Sausage, eggs, bell peppers, with white gravy in place of the sauce. The pizza is just on a slip of cardboard. I pay and head outside, and it has started raining. I try my hardest to cover my pizza with my free hand, which is holding keys and a coffee. Since this is doing nothing to keep my pizza dry, I cross my arm in front of me and create a nice little cove to hide my pizza in. Then I drop my keys, and almost drop my coffee. Crouched down in the rain, trying to pick my keys up with my pinky finger on my coffee hand, and getting my pizza all wet. It was not a good look.
At that moment one of the hottest girls I’ve ever seen (in this town) walks out of the Caribou and looks me dead in the eyes. Here I am, at my most vulnerable, clinging to rained on pizza, and this is how she sees me. I felt like saying something. Like hey don’t worry, I don’t normally do this! I would have gotten taquitos and they would have been dry! I WOULDN’T HAVE DROPPED MY KEYS IN THE RAIN BECAUSE TAQUITOS ARE EASIER TO HOLD! But it was too late. She had already turned around and started to walk away.
What if it had been different? What if I wasn’t a moron? What if I had dry pizza? Would she have stayed?
If you had taquitos you wouldn’t have had to shield your pizza from the elements. If you didn’t have to shield your pizza from the elements you wouldn’t have been awkwardly holding your keys. If you wouldn’t have been awkwardly holding your keys you wouldn’t have dropped them. If you hadn’t dropped your keys you would have been back in your car before one of the hottest girls you’ve ever seen (in your town) walked out of the store.
So… the real question is why were you looking at the whale in front of the taquitos when that hot girl was in the same store as you?
She was in Caribou. I was in the gas station. And trust me, it was hard to miss the behemoth in front of me. It may have been impossible to not see her given her size.
Yeah the south is weird, From the 4 years I’ve been down here in Georgia. From living in a more rural area like Conyers, and now living in the city. I can say from my experience the south offers the best and worst parts of American culture
I liked Newsroom a lot. Some of it is very on point with out a newsroom actually works, but Sorkin’s morality pushing is fucking tiring. He does this for every show he’s head writer of. Sad it only lasted two seasons, but if I were you I’d check it out.
This is a sign that you’re fat, frail, no balance-having ass shouldn’t be eating fucking taquitos and pizza for breakfast. No respectable broad is giving a nigga with a coffee and taquitos any kind of rhythm, much less in the A.M.