I have so many conversations throughout my day that I walk away from thinking "that's totally blogworthy" but then I either forget what was said by the time I get around to blogging (which is usually like 3 days later) or an even better conversation takes place and then I can't decide which is most blogworthy and then I think too far into it and then none of them seem blogworthy in the end.
But not this one.
It happened last night, a few Molson XXX's into the All-Star game with Matt, after watching a Hooters commercial:
Matt: When are we ever going to go to Hooters?
Me: I dunno. We need a babysitter for the dog.
Matt: You could work at Hooters.
Me: Yeah, that would be entertaining.
Matt: No seriously, Weezie, you have like the perfect personality for it.
Me: Did I seriously just get reduced to the girl with the "great" personality? BY MY HUSBAND?!
He's lucky his phone rang at this point. I was too drunk to put the pieces back together by the time he got back. But seriously, WTF?!?!?!