Today was Valentine's Day. Kind of a pointless holiday in my opinion. Like, I don't mind the whole, "Let's immortalize the patron saint by putting a day aside in his honor". Knock yourselves out. It's the cupid nonsense that irks me. Fat babies with slings of arrows? Not exactly relevant...
Anywho.
I forgot my dancing shoes in my car for rehearsal today, so three minutes before we started, I ran out to the parking lot through the front of the District Auditorium in my rainboots. Except the floor was slippery and I almost accidentally stepped on the Indian painted on the floor (which is bad luck), so to avoid it, I swerved sideways and crashed into the door. All the while a small man holding a broom, was propped up against the wall, watching me. I kind of nervously laughed really loudly. And ran out the door to my car, changed my shoes and ran back in. When I opened the door, the little man was still there, holding the broom. Only this time he was balancing it on one finger.
I said, "Wow, that's impressive"
He said, "Practice makes perfect"
He said, "Valentine's day reminds me of summer. Hi dee hi!"
He said, "I hope I get some skittles."
He said, "You know! Taste the rainbow. Booyah."
You may be wondering why I didn't say anything during this period of time, well. You see I would have, IF ANYTHING HE WAS SAYING MADE ANY SENSE! Instead, I just awkwardly laughed loudly and said Happy Valentine's Day, and walk/ran away. Alas, the floor was still slippery, and in my attempts to escape I slipped. Bracing myself on the wall I stood up as
He said, "Have a nice trip?"
But instead of following it up with the ever-so-classy, "see you next fall", he finished the pun with:
"See you next Valentine's Day."
Which doesn't even make any sense.
Come on man.
hahaha...................... ha
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