The Indecency of People/Flirting Shamelessly (Too Shamelessly)

This is two blog posts that are going to (unfortunately) be combined into one. We'll start with Monday and then work our way to Tuesday.
Monday: Closing for the first time alone. It wasn't that bad, until I had to take out the trash. I rode it with me on my bike to the other side of the parking lot behind the adjacent building. Well, I did that for the most part. About 5 feet from the little shop, my pedal or foot must have gotten caught on the trash bag, which spilled the coffee water remains all down my leg and into my shoe, and made me trip... on a bike. Yes, friends, it's possible, but that's not the worse part. There were these people not but five feet from me getting into their car, and they didn't even bother to ask me if I wanted help. THEN, I found myself very glad that I could ride one-handed, cuz I had to ride with it held out as far from my own body as possible. I couldn't figure out how to open the dumpster and so I had to fling it over the side, probably getting coffee all over their building. So I rode back and attempted to bring home a coffee for my mom and the hot cocoa of mine that I wanted desperately to finish (I told you my work makes the best hot chocolate, right?), which is a terrible idea on a bike. Holding the coffee against my body and the hot chocolate in the same hand (my left), I attempted to ride home. Halfway there, I gave up and tried to throw my mom's coffee away, only to lose the lid to my hot chocolate. Holding my now lid-less hot chocolate in my right hand (which is the handlebar with the REAR brakes, I might add), I now attempted once again to ride home. Bad idea. Shoulda thrown them both away or neither. See, when you cross a street, the liquid moves. A lot. Talking hot chocolate all down my arm, and as if that wasn't bad enough, it gets worse. I was riding along this short little stub of a street that has a stop sign at the end. I actually stop at this particular stop sign sometimes, just to see if a car is coming. I almost didn't this time, but I saw a car coming and pulled really hard on my front brake (the only one I could reach) bad idea. I shoulda just kept going. The guy was turning onto the street I was on anyway and he was on the street just enough that I coulda made it past him without hitting anything. But, no, I decided to slam on my FRONT brake and spill coffee all over me and my bike, and this motorcycler who lives on my street was just across the street from me and didn't even bother to help. My bike was all sticky today... SO TODAY...
Today (Tuesday) I had plans to go to the swimming pool with a friend we'll call Leslie, but she ended up hanging with her mom. Luckily I had the same plans to hang out with Lily and one of my bestest friends ever, whom we'll call Mary. So we spent the day flirting with random guys. We just decided that we'd walk up to a guy and be like, "You're hot," and then walk away. So, lol, there was this guy in a hat, sunglasses, and a necklace. I stood off to the side and Mary swam up to him and said, "My friend thinks your hot," and his friend had the audacity to ask, "Which one?" Which one? Really? THE ONLY FRAKKING ONE WHO'S THERE! That's which one! "The one with the short hair and the earrings," she replied, later telling me that she was really tempted to add, "the one who's trying to look tall." I wasn't trying to look tall... trying not to burst with laughter is a totally different thing, however. I must have been looking up at the sky when I was doing that, though, so I looked like I was trying to look tall. When she got back to me, I immediately said, "Which one?! Seriously? ...morons... Which one dya think?" We kept making wisecracks all the way back to where we had previously been standing. Gosh, later on we saw this group of guys and Lily made up this ridiculous story as an excuse to talk to them. "We're from Colorado, this is our last night here, and our friend Madison dared us to get a picture with a cute Kansas guy," she told us. When we told them, one of the guys ran off and told one of his other friends and his girlfriend and the rest of them got really quiet except this one guy who seemed pretty cool with the idea. Then Mary and I felt really awkward and walked off, leaving Lily there to go watch the slides. It's actually really entertaining. So the guys told her that she should come back later and then went on the slides. It was weird o.O So, anyway, most of the day was pretty cool. I wish I woulda stolen hat-guy's hat, I hear that's really flirty, but he left before I had the chance :/ Ah, well, there's always next time.
Peace, Love, and TR,
Jlybelly :D