Last night I went out for dinner in the North End with a girlfriend. The weather was gorgeous and we found a delicious restaurant where we could sit outside, eat dinner, and enjoy some wine. From there we walked over to the Marriott Long Wharf and had a drink in the bar. There were 2 guys sitting at the bar who were joined by 2 girls. Around this same time 2 older women came over and sat in between us and them. The 1 girl begins telling this story and she is wicked loud with a whiney voice. The 1 older lady looks at me and rolls her eyes while the other lady holds her fingers to her head and pretends to blow her brains out. I almost spit my wine out. We then notice an older couple on the other side of this annoying girl (who has now been talking for 15 straight minutes) just glaring at her. Good times.
I called Paul yesterday when I got home asking if I can transfer some money into his account so he can gamble and he promised to buy me a new laptop if I would. lol Such a silly boy! He also told me that they had met a group of ladies who were there for an Arbonne conference and that he promised that I would meet with one of them when she comes to Boston next month! He said "I met your new boss." Are you freaking kidding me McArtor???? The reason I had to call Paul when I got home was because he had sent me a text saying "call you in a sec." Well it took me 40 minutes to get home so that was one long second.
So Paul owes me 3 drinking days!
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