Big Al’s Blog: Is God teasing me??
Big Al’s Blog: Is God teasing me??

I wasn’t going to bring this up but what the heck. Why stop telling all my business now, huh? I left my bar yesterday and I was headed to the Apple store and who do I see sitting on the patio? YUP. It was her. Yeah, I know she’s got to eat. But did I mention she was sitting there with a dude? One of the last thing’s she told me before we parted ways was she wasn’t sure what she wanted at this point because she hadn’t quite figured it out. Well, looks like she figured it out. Yes, I know she is going to move on and get on with her life, but I have to admit, this put that same feeling back into my stomach. That same feeling that I had when I heard that “What are you doing?”

So, I traveled to the apple store and after that, I went to my dinner spot and what do I see as soon as I walk in the door? It was one of those giant pictures of the perfect white couple. They looked like those people that are in the picture frame before you put your own picture in it. It was a FREAKING ENGAGEMENT PARTY! ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I see the freaking girl that turned me down and 30 minutes later I walk into an engagement party? What’s next??? It was like God was teasing me. I ordered  a glass of wine. I didn’t finish it. Normally, I would order salmon. I called an audible. I headed back to my bar I needed to step it up. I wanted Cajun chicken wings on this night. and lots of em…10 of them. I told one of my buddies about my night and he bought me a tequila shot. I was set to make this a night of drinking and then I would go thru my phone and send text messages to 20 girls and let them all turn me down! Then I remembered that I had to wake up at 4am…so I took my chicken wings on home. I was trying to resist the urge to send Honey 3 a crappy text message…but I couldn’t…

It said “you told me you hadn’t figured things out yet, looks like you finally did. Good luck.” That probably wasn’t crappy enough. I just don’t have the crappy gene in me I guess.

Have a great weekend everybody