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PLAYGIRL THE FUNKY BAG LADY


PLAYGIRL THE FUNKY BAG LADY!

I made this same post a while back, but couldn't find it to link it here. I would like to repeat it because of my last two entries about bashing guys who weren't dressed presentably when out in public. I think it's only fair that I acknowledge something that happened to me.

This is a true story, and one which will never be forgotten.


I had just gotten up and decided to paste wax the hardwood floor in the living room. It was winter and it was cold. I didn't take a shower and just snatched a pair of my ugliest and oldest pair of jeans with holes all over the place. I put on an old frayed red flannel shirt with the collar all worn to shreds and put on some old grimy sneakers. I didn't even bother to comb my hair. I got on my knees and stated rubbing the paste wax all over the floor. As I did this, my hands got covered with the brownish colored paste wax and I managed to get it all over my knees and face. I was just about finished when the doorbell rang. It was a girlfriend from Guadalajara, Mexico. She cried out in distress to please take her to the airport immediately because she was going to miss her flight to Dallas, Texas. I told her that I'd have to wash up before doing that. She told me that there wasn't time. So, I grabbed my keys, we grabbed her luggage and dashed for my car and sped to the airport. When we got there, we grabbed the luggage and rushed to the airport, and then got to the section where they check you for any weapons; you know that THINGY that starts ringing like crazy when it detects some kind of metal. I took off my ring and watch and placed them in a little cup type thing, and then went through without any problem. I then grabbed the little cup and took out my ring and watch. I stood there waiting for my girlfriend, but every time she went through, the alarm would start ringing. After many attempts, they finally found that the reason was because the soles of her shoes had nails instead of glue.

I continued standing there, waiting for her, when this very distinguished looking older man, in a very nice suit, went through then stopped and looked at me. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a quarter and dropped it into my cup, then walked away. I felt the hot blood rush to my face in embarrassment. He thought I was a beggar. I'll never forget the sound of that quarter dropping into the cup I held that day.

By and by, I still have the quarter. It is my constant reminder to never again, leave the house as I did on that awful day!

So hey guys, I was caught looking even WORSE than that guy in the picture that I used as an example as looking like a slob! :o(



PLAYGIRL'S QUOTE FOR TODAY:
"Dance like no one is watching. Sing like no one
is listening. Love like you've never been hurt
and live like it's heaven on Earth."
- Mark Twain



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