My old roommate was going with a couple of girls but last minute couldn’t come. She just told her to give the ticket away. So knowing how much I would love to go, she called me and invited me.
This is how our conversation went:
Me (driving my car to the gym): Hello Miss Emilly!
Em: Hey there. What are you doing tonight?
Me: Not much. Just going to the gym right now.
Em: No you're not.
Me: (thinking to myself) How would she know? She lives like an hour away.
Me: Yes I am (still wondering what she was on...as she fully endorses gym attendance).
Em: No you're not. Turn your car around right now. You're coming to the Carrie Underwood concert with me.
Me: Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. You're not serious.
Em: Yes I am.
No: You're not. Shut up.
Em: (proceeds to give me information and directions)
Em: OK well call me when you get there.
Me: (still in shock) OK OK I will. Love you....I mean...uh...I didn't mean to say that. But I uh...ya....uh...See you soon.
Em: (Laughing uncontrollably) Bye.
It made my night (dare I say year?) and it was so much fun to go!
3 comments:
I bet that was an awesome concert! You totally got hooked up and you look so cute too.
Dude, I am way jealous. How fun!
not to mention she dated chace crawford and he's really hot :) isn't that of equal importance?
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