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Around 5 years ago, I was waiting at a Brookstone store to meet my girlfriend (who by the way, was a former spa girl - and crazy I might add). Anyway, since my girlfriend was always notoriously late, I tried to keep myself from being bored to death by sampling all their ridiculously overpriced but useless junk. Seriously, who needs a $100 'memory foam' pillow? So while I was waiting, I sat in one of those weirdly uncomfortable leather massage roller chairs. And who sits right next to me? Some girl from one of those ridiculously overpriced but useless massage services... I think her name was Donna. Oh, and did I mention - that's where I met that previous girlfriend. Perfect storm. So she's sitting in the next chair with some dopey looking dude with a big smile, when in walks my girlfriend who makes a big entrance as she gives me a hug. Boom, the girl next to me looks over and recognizes me - and my girlfriend. But my girlfriend is too DENSE to recognize Donna - either that, or she just pretended not to notice. I figured, who cares? They were both in the same game, right? So I get up to leave and as I'm walking out the door, I glance back at Donna and the dude and see them both looking at us, and the dude looking... pissed. Oh well.