Name: La Nina
I'm a Jersey girl without the big hair or the accent (well, most of the time anyway), but with all of the bad driving and the penchant for weekly manicures.
Oh, and I'm an interior design student. That's how all of the weird terminology comes into play.
"Aren't they a little old for Tiddlywinks?" I asked nobody in particular.
"Actually, I think they're playing quarters," came the response. I didn't see the difference. Maybe I'm just becoming a curmudgeon in my old age.
All of the fun with prettier colors!
I did my best to concentrate on the conversation at hand, but it was really, really hard because all six of them were doing it at once. Yowza (my Inspector Gadget reference for the day, since every day needs an Inspector Gadget reference), that gave me a headache. At one point I got all passive-aggressive on their asses by staring at them. Yeah, go me and my bad self.
Then I felt something slide down the back of my trousers. Oh dear. I've heard that you could bounce a quarter off my ass, but this was ridiculous (rim shot!). So I did what any self-respecting girl would do. I shouted "Oh my God, that just totally went down my pants!" then I made a bit of a show of fishing the sucker out and placing it in the hand of the girl behind me, waiting for her to be completely grossed out.
No such luck. She turned around and continued playing with the quarter that had been dancing cheek to cheek with me just moments before. Sheesh. Some people have no respect for hygiene.
posted by La Nina @ 11:15 AM