Back in high school I worked at a restaurant and I was busing a table on Sunday afternoon, well a family came in and was eating when I bused the table next to them and threw a full leftover coffee and plate into the full bus tub and it slide over to the side and dumped out on the women dressed to the nines, she was NOT happy and was a bitch about it! lol<quoted text>
Yes, your hubby looks big from the picture you posted. He looks a lot bigger than me.
With my bro, it was cool, because he was always bigger than me.
Ive had guys mistake me for the bouncer at bars. I was standing outside the entrance to an outdoor bar, just chatting with my buds and these two dorks walk up to me and pull out their ID and hand it to me. My buddy Russ is like 6 foot 5 and a former bouncer and they walk past him and hand it to me, lol. I probably have bigger biceps than him, tho.
At the same bar, either night before, or the same night, some guy walk up to me in a bar, and tell me I look like I could kick his a$s, then try to set me up with this Russian college girl (this was a few years ago). Who does that happen to?
Last year, I was at the sports bar watching the bears game, by myself sitting at the bar. Some guy walked up to me and said that his friends bet him $50 dollars that he wouldnt walk up to me and tell me that the Chicago Bears suck thinking I would beat him up. He offered to split it with me. His friends were outside at the time smoking or something. I said sure. He came back later and said the friend who offered the money had to leave, but I was going to act all mad about it to try to sell it, had it worked out.
On our 450 mile bike ride, Bambi and I stopped at a local restaurant, that was kind of nice, but we just sat in the bar area. We ordered a blooming onion type appetizer. When the waitress put it down, the French dressing that was in a little cup, somehow flew out of the cup and ALL OVER ME on my face, on my shirt. I dont know how it happened. She didnt put the plate down that hard. She was apologizing profusely and I was just like whatever thats okay and I just asked for some napkins. She then kept saying, please dont beat me up, like 3 times. Bambi finally whispered to me after she walked away,why does everyone think you are going to be at them up. I said I have no clue. She said, I think I know, then she flexed, lol.
I kinda which it had hit her in the face as well now as much of a bitch she was over it, it was an accident. She sent us a cleaning bill but I can't remember what ever came of it?