ImagiNation

What a tool

I went to my boyfriend's company holiday party on Monday night- it was by far one of the best holiday parties I've ever attended. First the location itself as to be commended as it was at a night club.
Two fairly interesting events happened to me while at this party: One, the owner is the drummer in a band so naturally they performed at the party. After making the comment to my boyfriend that I thought the band was talented but I feel that the lead singer is a complete tool (Vince Neil called and wants his sound back), he left me at our table to get us a refill. No more than two seconds go by and the singer jumps down from the stage, puts his arm around me and sings the song to me. And not just a couple of lyrics, but an entire verse! I just wanted to say, "get your arm off me, you douche bag!" But I couldn't say as my boyfriend's employer is the drummer. The next interesting thing to happen is dancing with this sixty-some number year old man who works with them. This man can dance- moves like James Brown and he would drop to his knees and hop right back up (I only hope that I can move like that when I'm that age!) Anyway, so he asks me to dance and I'm having fun as he twirls me around, then he get a little closer to me and like that song says, "I felt a poke coming through". So he acknowledges it and tells me not to worry about it, we're just having fun. Then he tells me to spread my legs- I must have given him an odd look because he quickly explained. "No, I'm going to slide through". So I spread my legs, he gets on the floor and I try to pull him through. Only the top of his head basically hits my crotch and I fall down. eeek! Good times!

posted by imagine @ 1:07 AM