Boys Are Dumb

I went shooping today. Zillah came up to the nearest town, Kris and I went over, Zillah got her new tattoo. Since I got my loan check in a few days ago, Kris and I went shopping after Zillah left. I needed some winter clothes, and some other female-required clothing.

I was really excited. I normally hate shopping for bras, and I hate putting clothes on my body. I'm a big girl, and they do not carry an "F" size bra in Oklahoma, nor do they make clothes for larges chest unless they also cover giant stomachs. A giant stomach, I do not have. But, we found three bras, and several very cute winter shirts. I love ROSS. Seven items, 35$.

I came home, Jess called, wanted Jen and I to go with her to the bar so she could babysit a friend of hers. We agreed. I put on makeup, fixed my hair, put on some of my new clothes. I thought I looked very cute. So did everyone else.

We were out on the dance floor for the last song, and I'm dancing, Jess is dancing, Jen's kinda swaying (which is how she dances), and Jess's friend is drunk and all over the place. I was feeling pretty good about how I looked, out there in my cute clothes, rollin my hips to "Pop, Lock, and Drop."

Three guys walk by, and two of them try and shove their buddy in to dance with Jess as they walk by. Jess is about my weight and build, about 5 inches shorter, and cute as can be. Carries herself very well, looks nice in everything. The guy takes one look at her (behind her, so she can't see), makes a gagging face, and smacks his buddies, who're laughing.

Of course, naturally, I see this, and it pisses me off. So, I glare at them. The two buddies have the good sense to look away, but the one guy looks at me, mouths "What? You're fat and ugly too. You three look like a bunch of whales trying to wiggle back into the ocean." Then he flips me the bird and walks off.

Knew I should've stayed home.