Ok, at least now I know better than to invite a guy to one of my gigs.
I was very excited about this gig. I was to be the Emcee. I was holding a raffle for all kinds of cool prizes, like body piercing and tattoo's. The raffle was goin well. Tickets were being sold.
I had invited a guy I have been dating recently. He was very sweet on our dates and on the phone. The fact that he is GORGEOUS, makes it even worse.
He showed up all right. WITH A DATE! Some old, fat chick. WTF??
Now I know, a lot of you are saying to yourself, "the guy must be nuts!" And I'm in total agreement. But there he was, arm in arm with, in my opinion, not even second best.
I'm a strong woman, I don't sweat the small stuff, normally, but I'm kinda thinkin I have somewhat of a right to be a little perturbed at this situation.
Midnight is drawing near, I had just awarded the last prize. Crazy Train was setting up onstage. 5 minutes to go. Looking around the bar, I see people coupling up for that midnight kiss. Getting closer, 2 minutes. The crowd noise starts to pick up. 1 minute!! 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1 Happy fricken New Year. I look up just in time to see him plant a New Years kiss on that fat old broad's lips. YUCK!!! I could have gone all fuckin night without seeing that.
Everyone around me is being kissed. I sit and watch. Midnight comes, then goes just as fast.
No kiss, no hug, no nothin.
Happy Fucking New Year.
I can only hope this wasn't an omen of things to come.
Just fucking shoot me now.
