Last week, Legal Eagle invited me to some lawyer dinner thing that her boss was taking her office to.
LE: So you want to come?
Me: Will it be horribly boring?
LE: [Boss] is paying for dinner, it’s like $40.
Me: Oooh…I haven’t had someone buy me dinner in a long time.
LE: I just bought us dinner the other night.
Me: Yeah, but this is debt-free. I always have to buy you dinner back.
This is when I discovered that I no longer will be going on dates. I will be going on debt-free dinners, debt-free movies, debt-free comedy shows (well that last one is just a dream).
^ Best image I could find of my debt-free dinner. Hmm…not quite what I was hoping for.
Onto other things.
Bride Brain’s matron-of-honor emailed all us gals (worst word ever, but seems fitting) about the bridal shower and bachelorette party.
The email was in hot pink. Try reading an email in hot pink if you never have. Fun times.
It said something along the lines of this:
I’m planning the shower for April so BB can have all of May to relax. (Why? Is she having surgery??) We need a venue, food, drinks, blah blah blah. Let’s get cracking!
OK, so really only the first sentence was like what she said, but you get it.
So, I responded as such:
Dear Holy Matron of Honor,
I am but a meager freelancer living in the slums of California. I would give my right arm to participate in these joyous occasion, but alas, I have yet to find someone in need of a random right arm.
Therefore, I would like to offer my help in any way I can (from a distance). I will make crafty projects out of newspaper clippings or bake cookies from leftovers. While I am not familiar with [city], I would be more than happy to search around high and low for a place to hold this momentous event.
Thank you for including little, poor me in your wonderful world of weddings.
In awe,
Me
P.S. LE can’t come either. She hates this whole wedding.
OK, so maybe that isn’t word for word, but I did mention that we can’t afford it. And then…………………………
MOH emailed back (and FORWARDED it to everyone!) because she included bachelorette stuff, so now everyone knows we’re poor!
And she was all like “Oh, so sad you can’t come.” Yeah, right!
Now I tried to find an image of an evil bridesmaid, but had no luck. So I Googled “hate weddings” and here is the first image.
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