Tuesday, January 30, 2007

sarahmartaben

When I went to Pueblo's with Sarah, Marta, and Ben, I realized how similar they are are to us. In fact, the first thing that Sarah said was "Ben, you are the sole male amongst all these girls. You must protect our carnal treasure." This comment was in reference to a movie (Win a Date with Tad Hamilton- supposedly the Chickiest Chick-Flick around [I didn't like it]) that we had watched during girls' night in V5 the night before. The comment also succeeded in making Ben state that he really should find some new friends...


Now, we did meet Emily, Karla, and Karla's sister Maria at Pueblo's. But that was only after Sarah decided to take a non-confirmed shortcut to Dahlonega and we had a discussion about whether girls or guys were really the more competetive sex. There being only one representive of the male sex in the car, it was decided that females are indeed the more competetive sex. By this time, the shortcut had been officially confirmed.


To be honest, I don't really remember that much of the dinner conversation; I was too busy laughing. I do remember that when the check came it was NOT seperated (because, you know, we didn't say seperate checks five times or anything...). Then Sarah, who was sorting out who owed what amount of money, declared "There are seven of us. We ate $12.00 worth of cheese." At which we all kind of stared and then laughed and shook our heads over how pathetic that is.
It was good cheese, though. We all should go one day and just eat the cheese. And the fresh torilla chips.

Then, there was about ten chaotic minutes of "how-are-we-going-to-pay-for-this-because-someone-managed-to-leave-behind-a-handy-little-thing-called-a-debit-card-and-now-is-rooting-through-all-of-his? her?-belongings-to-find-enough-cash-but-is-still-.75-short-and-Marta-(who did not leave behind a debit card, but brought along $3.00 in laundry quarters and other miscellaneous change)-this-isn't-an-AMERICAN-dime!-which-produced-a-squeal-from-Emily-"There's my Canandian dime!-and-ensuing-fight-about-whose-money-it-actually-was-and-oh-shit-we-need-to-leave-a-tip-to-"No! we CANNOT leave a tip of $3.00 in CHANGE!!!"


O.k. maybe they're a little worse than we are. I can't imagine what we'll be like next year. We will drive every waiter and waitress in Daswonville to quit his or her job.


When we finally got up to go pay, Emily noticed that Ben was wearing a John Paul The Great University and began to stomp up and down exclaiming whinily, "Marta!! You got him a shirt before you got me a shirt! That's not fair!! I want one!!!!" WHICH she proceeded to do even after we had gotten into the cars. Marta flicked her off.

On the ride home it was "Pick on Marta Night". I could really sympathize with her. Alot. Of course, when Ben picked on her, she retaliated by smacking him in the face with her leather glove. We took 400 to get back to Dawsonville. This prompted Marta to ask Sarah why she took that way. "Marta, the reason I took 400 is because halfway between Dawsonville and Dahlonega is an animal shelter where I can drop you off. "


When we got back to campus Ben decreed "I'm never going out with you people again!"

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