A Night at Hooter's

Oh my God I wish I had some pictures for this post!! I don't so I'll just have to paint one with words :)

So at work yesterday my BFF Bobbie told me that a guy in our department had won 200 hot wings at Hooter's in a raffle for charity and he wanted to take as many people as would go to dinner there that night. Rocky had the kids and I thought to myself, "Why the hell not!! Do something you would never do Betsy!" So I called him and asked him if he minded if I went to this "wing night" thing. Then I talked Bobbie into calling her husband and seeing if she could go to! (he went with us in the end). We told the men that were "organizing" it and they were thrilled that a couple of hot young girls were going to be there. I was in a super mood too so I was giddy and excited!

Then I heard that James might be going. Didn't kill my mood but the anxiety set in immediately!! My stomach was flip flopping all afternoon because he and I haven't seemed to be on the best of terms lately and I knew it would be awkward. But then I thought, "Go, and then ruin his night by being there HAHA!!"
So I went.

When Bobbie and I got there most of the people were already there including her husband, who has gone out with James and I a couple of times (or was it just once I don't remember). That was good because we sat at the total opposite end of the long table from James. He kind of looked surprised and waved at me but that was about it. Then JR sat next to me. JR whose real name is Floyd Pike, Jr. is a guy who is about my Mother's age who has a terrible crush on me. He's sooooooooooo bad sometimes!!! He gets himself all worked up and flustered, and I used to feel weird around him but now I just torture him. Its much more fun. So I "flirted" with him just because it was easy and he bought me my soda (haha) and I actually had a great time! I was sitting near all people that I liked.

Let me say this about Hooter's:

Ladies, do NOT be upset if your man goes there. It is sooooooooooo LAME!!!! I don't know about the ones in other states, but the one in Vermont is nothing to be afraid of. The girls are "cute" but not hot, and they look like fools when they dance on stools (hey that rhymes) and they are NOT SEXY. There was a bachelor's party there when we were there and the girls gathered round the groom to be and sang a gay little song and then posed for a picture, but that was it. I could totally work there. LOL!!! You never know...

The wings were gross but that is because I don't like greasy slimy chicken wings. Everyone else thought they were great.

After about 1 and a half hours I decided I was done there and Bobbie, Neal, and I got up and left. We stood in the parking lot for about another 20 minutes shooting the shit and laughing. One of our co-worker's named Bob just rebuilt a 1978 street rider motorcycle and some of the people were making fun of him because its mustard yellow and he has a ketchup red helmet which does look pretty silly. He's also a shorter, pot bellied guy so he looked really silly on this big bike! I felt bad for him but at the same time I couldn't help laughing!

15 minutes into our time in the parking lot James came out. He went to his car like he was going to leave and then walked over to us. He stood next to me and was trying to be casual and join the conversation. I wasn't really that happy to see him honestly. My feelings for him are dissolving because I gave him a ton of chances to work things out with me, talk to me, see me, etc and he put no interest or effort into almost any of those times. So fuck 'im. Then Bobbie and Neal left and it was just him and I. We chatted for a bit about stuff that doesn't matter, and he just kept standing there like he wasn't sure if he wanted to leave or not. Then I said, "Oh shit I have to go get my kids" and he said, "Ok, well have a good night with Alex Poopy pants" and didn't leave. I think he was going to hug me but then some other people from work came out and you know, he can't be seen showing any affection towards me in public.

I finally made the move to leave and he said, "Ok I'll talk to you later!" and I said, "Oh? You will?" and he said, "Yes...." and I said, "Huh." and got in my car and left. Haven't heard from him since. Fine with me!! I am sure that the whole reason I am so fucking happy is because I haven't had to deal with the mental torture he gives me and the emotional fuckwittage that I constantly receive from him. Its sad because if he was different about how he is in a relationship we would have really lasted I think but he has so many weird little things that he does or says or acts like that I doubt he will ever find a girl who will put up with him in the long run.

I think bobbie and I should have a wing night once a week or every other week at Hooter's. In fact I think I'll set it up with her husband so the three of us can do that because I think it would be good for all of us.