So I was meeting Maria (pictured in my blog) and Melissa (mutual friend) at Coffee Bean in Hastings for lunch this afternoon. While there I stepped aside to decide what I wanted and came back to order then all of a sudden this young lady wanted to start up now cuz in her eyes I came in after her so she should get to go before me, don’t mind I was with two people who got there JUST before her.
I started ordering and she was like “I’m sorry, who was here first, you or me?” I was like “I was with them” and she goes, “yet you came in after them” so I was like “that’s nice” and finished my order. Then she kept glaring over at our table, so i kept talking about how petty she is and she needs to let it go and when she was right by us ordering i said “You can dress em up but they’ll always be what? Ghetto”
Points to remember:
1) She does not factor into my life nor I in hers, what’s the big deal.
2) She STILL got her food before I did ANYWAY and
3) I’m pretty, I win!
Okay the third point not so mature but nevertheless valid. I wonder if she were at a fine dining restaurant if she would have gotten up and started a brawl with a table who placed their order even though they came in after her.
My only concern was that she was going to shank me in the parking lot like a prison movie…