Over the weekend, DT and I travelled to Charlotte, NC for a visit with some friends and family. I had never been to this area before and found Charlotte to be quite:
4) BUSY - with commerce and construction
We had a blast - it was nice to just spend some time with each other overall - eating some ice cream was an added bonus.
On to the crazy....
In a local bar called "Friends" on Saturday night whilst in the washroom, I made a friend. This girl was admiring herself in the mirror and she says to me -
"My hair's curly too, but I mean, like waaaaay curlier than yours."
I smile and keep washing my hands, trying minding my own beeswax.
"Seriously, I have to get this shit blown out or else it's a fro, like yours."
Hmm, didn't know I had a fro? But now it's on, I cannot possibly mind my own beeswax; I'm all in.
"I mean, it's really curly....here - look at my license!"
She shoves her license in my face. I could have and most likely should have walked out at the first comment, but this girl was such a train wreck, I couldn't help engaging her. So I smiled and commented on the curliness.
"Right? Right? SO MUCH curlier than yours - " like it's a competition, and then......
"Probably because my Dad's a N*GG**......"
Yep. People are crazy - Southern Edition.