"DARN IT"

So I had the great priviledge of spending time with my friend Meghan in St. George. I had to move some stuff down to my parents and we both will be experiencing finals/end of the semester projects next week. We decided it would be a great idea to go to St. George to "study". Although she did study, I did not so much....

One afternoon after a stressful and long day of "laying out" by the pool, my mother asked us to go get something from the grocery store. Meghan was given strict instructions to wait in the car while I went and grabbed the item my mother needed. I ran through the store, went straight to the item, bought it, and was out the door in less than 2 minutes. I was feeling pretty good about the lightning fast, record-breaking time I had just accomplished through the store.

My quickness continued outside as I ran toward Meghan's white car, waiting for me at the front of the store. I opened the door and noticed that Meghan's car was extremely dirty (from what I remembered). In fact, the car was extremely slobbish. As I began to reach my leg into the car, and started to sit down, (keep in mind this all happened in a matter of seconds) I then noticed that her car smelled like cigarette smoke. Not only did it smell, but second-hand smoke was being blown into my face. "Wait a minute," I thought, "Meghan doesn't smoke"............I looked at the pair of legs in the drivers seat and thought, "I didn't know Meghan had hairy legs and gross yellow toe nails......... Nor is Meghan a man"

I yelped, jumped up, and exited the car faster than I ever imagined I could move. I didn't say, "Sorry, what an idiot I am for trying to get into your car", or "Oops, you are not my friend". I just squeaked like a mouse, awkwardly slammed the door (like a 10-year old) and ran to Meghan at the other side of the parking lot. I almost cried....... Wow

[In case you were confused, above is a picture of a gross hairy leg from the 80's. The sweet socks have been cut out, due to lack of space. This IS NOT Meghan's leg]