Brian
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I went tonight to see Alegria for the second time. I figured I might as well since I was able to loop my return trip through town in time, and I took my little sister.
Behind me were two girls, probably a couple years out of college. During intermission from the show they were talking and it was kind of annoying at first (they were the type who use 'Like' for every third word in a sentence), but then this fella walks down the aisle with this MASSIVE PLATE OF NACHOS. This is not hyperbole, here. This ******* nacho plate turned my head and commanded my gaze with it's greasy majesty.
They must have seen it right when I did, because they went silent for a minute followed by, "Oh my god, look at that guy's nachos. He's going to eat it ALL."
I figured, fresia it. They're never going to see me again and the show's over soon, so I can't screw up. So I turn around with a grin, and I says to 'em, "I hope he reserved a second seat for the plate..."
Cue uproarious laughter.
It's a tiny thing that shouldn't even be memorable, but I felt pretty awesome right then and there. People talk about making connections with the opposite sex through laughter, and it was totally there for a brief moment. If I wasn't taken I think I would've tried to see how far I could go with it. You guys have to try this some time. Just make yourself do it and take the gamble. It felt so money.
Anyway, it's the small victories, right?
Behind me were two girls, probably a couple years out of college. During intermission from the show they were talking and it was kind of annoying at first (they were the type who use 'Like' for every third word in a sentence), but then this fella walks down the aisle with this MASSIVE PLATE OF NACHOS. This is not hyperbole, here. This ******* nacho plate turned my head and commanded my gaze with it's greasy majesty.
They must have seen it right when I did, because they went silent for a minute followed by, "Oh my god, look at that guy's nachos. He's going to eat it ALL."
I figured, fresia it. They're never going to see me again and the show's over soon, so I can't screw up. So I turn around with a grin, and I says to 'em, "I hope he reserved a second seat for the plate..."
Cue uproarious laughter.
It's a tiny thing that shouldn't even be memorable, but I felt pretty awesome right then and there. People talk about making connections with the opposite sex through laughter, and it was totally there for a brief moment. If I wasn't taken I think I would've tried to see how far I could go with it. You guys have to try this some time. Just make yourself do it and take the gamble. It felt so money.
Anyway, it's the small victories, right?