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...About 10 minuets later I looked up the aisle looking for my parents bc they left to get food or something and I saw this guy that looked EXACTLY like Michael. Like seriously, EXACTLY! And I was watching him and then he stopped by my row and walked over and he smiled at me and was like, "We came in on the wrong side.." so I stood up so he could walk by (and so I could grab his ass) and when he was in front of me (ok.. narrow walkways and he's in front of me.. we should have made out or something..) he noticed the empty seats next to me and he asked if anyone was sitting there and I said, "Well, there were 2 ppl.. But they were REALLY weird and they left." So he was like, "Ok, well we'll save you the trouble." And he sat down next to me. Right then was when I became hyper. DAMN GIRLIE HORMONES! FUCK MAN! But I was really quiet bc Michelle was listening to her CD player. Thank the holy heavens that Michael called me tho. I had to talk to someone to distract myself. But I couldn't really hear him so we didn?t talk for long. >.<
But he was talking to the guy he was with and I kept looking for my parents and I was looking the other way and he asked me "Do you come to every game?" and I turned around and his beautiful dark brown eyes are looking back at mine. Oh, I melted. So I stuttered, "No, this is the first game I've been to all year." So he said, "Oh well I was wondering if any balls come over here." And I had to try my hardest bc my little perverted mind would laugh at that. And he asked if we always sat in that section and I told him that we sit all over the place. And he nodded and we became quiet and watched the game.
Well he got his phone out and I noticed that we had the same phone. So I took out mine and started to play some games hoping he?d notice and so that he'd talk to me again. After about, 5 or so minuets I put mine away and he was talking on his and he looked at me and was like, "The phone really sucks huh?" and I told him that it was my first and only phone and so I had nothing to compare it too and he said, "Yeah? Well trust me, it sucks. You have cricket right? Yeah. Well their rates are really good so I can't argue. It's WAY better than Sprint where I had to bay like $300." The first thing I thought was, o0o.. He has money..
When he was talking to me he was calling Domino's and was trying to get them to deliver to his seat. It was fucking hilarious. He called there and said, "Hi, delivery please. Ok, I would like a delivery to Bank One Ballpark. Section 104, row 24, seat 8. (Pause) What do you mean you don't deliver to the ballpark? That's a poor business decision bc you could make a lot of money this way. (Pause) I'll pay for your ticket. Section 104, right field, row 24. (Pause) I'll pay double for the pizza. Hold on. (Tries to get his friend to talk to them) Hello? Yes, hold on again. (Tries again to get his friend to talk) Hello? Still there? (Looks at me) Will you explain to them where we are?" (Hands the phone to me) Me: "Hello? Hi. We're in section 104, row 24, and right field. (Pause) Why don't you deliver to the ballpark? (Pause) Well can you call a Domino's in the ballpark and have them meet us outside our section at least? (Pause) He says he'll tip well and pay double for the pizza. That's a good offer ya kno. (Pause) Please? We're not asking for much. You get the better part of the deal. You get to go to a D-Backs game, ticket paid for, a good tip, and double for the pizza. (Pause) Fine whatever. He said no." and I handed the phone back to him.
While I was negotiating with the pizza boy my mom had come back from getting food and she was asking me 20 questions while I was on the phone. She asked if I knew him and I nodded No and she was tugging at my shirt. After I gave back his phone I turned to my mom and asked what she wanted. She then lipped, "He looks a lot like Michael!" and my eyes got wide, and I said "I KNO!" hand movements and everything. And she had to ask if it was actually him, haha! That's how much they look alike. It was really bizarre.
He started to talk to me again and was like, "I don't see why they don't deliver to the ballpark. It doesn't make any since. Think about the amount of money they'd make! I should tell them to get a helicopter or something and tell them to throw it to right field. Just toss it in the general direction. Ya kno, I think I will." So he called them back. This guy was so cool! Haha! So he was talking to them for a while. He talked about his flying pizza idea and then mentioned Crazy Bread. Then he hung up. He looked at me and shook his head, not going to happen. Then we started to joke about it. He was like, "That guy was seriously considering the Crazy Bread idea. You could hear it in his voice. He was thinking about it." And I said, "Watch, you see a commercial for it in a few weeks." Him: "OH I KNO! (Announcers voice) 'And New from DOMINO'S! A Flying Pizza! Limited time only. Call 1-800-FLYNPZA!'" Oh, I died. It was so freakin' foonay!
Hahahahahaha! Whew!
And that was about the time I called Alyson. I wanted to tell her what was going on but he was still next to me and so I couldn't. So I talked to her for about 15 or so minuets and then hung up.
By that time, the guy was talking to this Barbie that was a few seats over. OMG, I wanted to slap this bitch. She had this piercing voice and she was talking her head off about useless shit. All the ppl around us were talking about her and giving her dirty looks but she didn't get the hint. At one point she said "Ok, I am REALLY drunk right now but whatever." And I busted up laughing. Because I remembered that one blonde joke (Q: What is a Blondes mating call? A: I'm soooo drunk!) But she was just annoying. I turned to my dad and told him that I don't understand why guys talk to girls like that bc they are fucking annoying. And he said he didn't kno why either. And I was like, "Maybe its because her neck line is almost down to her fucking stomach and her boobs are about to fall out." And he was like, "Yeah, maybe that has something to do with it." And I said, "No. It has EVERYTHING to do with it." And he laughed. Then felt ashamed bc he knew I was right. I SAW HIS CHEEKS TURN RED! Tisk tisk. Shame Shame.
After about.. 15 minuets the bimbo left and he started to talk with one of the guys that were sitting with her and he introduced himself as Kenny. I was kinda relieved at that bc now I knew for sure that he wasn't Mookel.
But he talked to him for a few and then looked at me and was like, "I think I'll call Domino's again." And he called again and his friend came back after getting beer and he asked if he was calling again and I nodded. Then Kenny said, "Yes, hi. Domino's? I'd like a delivery please. (Pause) My number is 602***1211. (Pause) I would like 248 cheese pizzas and 1 pepperoni. (Pause) Yes, that's right. 248 cheeses and 1 pepperoni. (Pause) I'm at the ballpark. Section 104, row 24, and in right field. (Pause) Here, my wife has the credit card.." (Hands the phone to me) "Hello? Hi. The phone number it 602***1211. (Pause) That's right. 248 cheeses and 1 pepperoni. (Pause) We're at the ballpark. (Pause) How much would that cost? (Pizza boy hangs up on me) Ok, that little fuck likes to hang up on me." And, aww, Kenny laughed at that. So he called them back all mad. "Hello? Domino's? Who am I talking to? (Pause) George? Hi George. (Pause) I would like a delivery please. (Pause) 427 cheeses and 2 pepperoni. (Pause) Hold on my wife has the credit card.." (Hands it to me) "Hello George? Hi. (Pause) Yes and that's for delivery. We're at the ballpark." George: "WE DON?T DELIVER TO THE FUCKING BALLPARK!" and hangs up on me yet again. So I looked at Kenny and he said, "I think it's you."
I died yet again.
good times.
But he was talking to the guy he was with and I kept looking for my parents and I was looking the other way and he asked me "Do you come to every game?" and I turned around and his beautiful dark brown eyes are looking back at mine. Oh, I melted. So I stuttered, "No, this is the first game I've been to all year." So he said, "Oh well I was wondering if any balls come over here." And I had to try my hardest bc my little perverted mind would laugh at that. And he asked if we always sat in that section and I told him that we sit all over the place. And he nodded and we became quiet and watched the game.
Well he got his phone out and I noticed that we had the same phone. So I took out mine and started to play some games hoping he?d notice and so that he'd talk to me again. After about, 5 or so minuets I put mine away and he was talking on his and he looked at me and was like, "The phone really sucks huh?" and I told him that it was my first and only phone and so I had nothing to compare it too and he said, "Yeah? Well trust me, it sucks. You have cricket right? Yeah. Well their rates are really good so I can't argue. It's WAY better than Sprint where I had to bay like $300." The first thing I thought was, o0o.. He has money..
When he was talking to me he was calling Domino's and was trying to get them to deliver to his seat. It was fucking hilarious. He called there and said, "Hi, delivery please. Ok, I would like a delivery to Bank One Ballpark. Section 104, row 24, seat 8. (Pause) What do you mean you don't deliver to the ballpark? That's a poor business decision bc you could make a lot of money this way. (Pause) I'll pay for your ticket. Section 104, right field, row 24. (Pause) I'll pay double for the pizza. Hold on. (Tries to get his friend to talk to them) Hello? Yes, hold on again. (Tries again to get his friend to talk) Hello? Still there? (Looks at me) Will you explain to them where we are?" (Hands the phone to me) Me: "Hello? Hi. We're in section 104, row 24, and right field. (Pause) Why don't you deliver to the ballpark? (Pause) Well can you call a Domino's in the ballpark and have them meet us outside our section at least? (Pause) He says he'll tip well and pay double for the pizza. That's a good offer ya kno. (Pause) Please? We're not asking for much. You get the better part of the deal. You get to go to a D-Backs game, ticket paid for, a good tip, and double for the pizza. (Pause) Fine whatever. He said no." and I handed the phone back to him.
While I was negotiating with the pizza boy my mom had come back from getting food and she was asking me 20 questions while I was on the phone. She asked if I knew him and I nodded No and she was tugging at my shirt. After I gave back his phone I turned to my mom and asked what she wanted. She then lipped, "He looks a lot like Michael!" and my eyes got wide, and I said "I KNO!" hand movements and everything. And she had to ask if it was actually him, haha! That's how much they look alike. It was really bizarre.
He started to talk to me again and was like, "I don't see why they don't deliver to the ballpark. It doesn't make any since. Think about the amount of money they'd make! I should tell them to get a helicopter or something and tell them to throw it to right field. Just toss it in the general direction. Ya kno, I think I will." So he called them back. This guy was so cool! Haha! So he was talking to them for a while. He talked about his flying pizza idea and then mentioned Crazy Bread. Then he hung up. He looked at me and shook his head, not going to happen. Then we started to joke about it. He was like, "That guy was seriously considering the Crazy Bread idea. You could hear it in his voice. He was thinking about it." And I said, "Watch, you see a commercial for it in a few weeks." Him: "OH I KNO! (Announcers voice) 'And New from DOMINO'S! A Flying Pizza! Limited time only. Call 1-800-FLYNPZA!'" Oh, I died. It was so freakin' foonay!
Hahahahahaha! Whew!
And that was about the time I called Alyson. I wanted to tell her what was going on but he was still next to me and so I couldn't. So I talked to her for about 15 or so minuets and then hung up.
By that time, the guy was talking to this Barbie that was a few seats over. OMG, I wanted to slap this bitch. She had this piercing voice and she was talking her head off about useless shit. All the ppl around us were talking about her and giving her dirty looks but she didn't get the hint. At one point she said "Ok, I am REALLY drunk right now but whatever." And I busted up laughing. Because I remembered that one blonde joke (Q: What is a Blondes mating call? A: I'm soooo drunk!) But she was just annoying. I turned to my dad and told him that I don't understand why guys talk to girls like that bc they are fucking annoying. And he said he didn't kno why either. And I was like, "Maybe its because her neck line is almost down to her fucking stomach and her boobs are about to fall out." And he was like, "Yeah, maybe that has something to do with it." And I said, "No. It has EVERYTHING to do with it." And he laughed. Then felt ashamed bc he knew I was right. I SAW HIS CHEEKS TURN RED! Tisk tisk. Shame Shame.
After about.. 15 minuets the bimbo left and he started to talk with one of the guys that were sitting with her and he introduced himself as Kenny. I was kinda relieved at that bc now I knew for sure that he wasn't Mookel.
But he talked to him for a few and then looked at me and was like, "I think I'll call Domino's again." And he called again and his friend came back after getting beer and he asked if he was calling again and I nodded. Then Kenny said, "Yes, hi. Domino's? I'd like a delivery please. (Pause) My number is 602***1211. (Pause) I would like 248 cheese pizzas and 1 pepperoni. (Pause) Yes, that's right. 248 cheeses and 1 pepperoni. (Pause) I'm at the ballpark. Section 104, row 24, and in right field. (Pause) Here, my wife has the credit card.." (Hands the phone to me) "Hello? Hi. The phone number it 602***1211. (Pause) That's right. 248 cheeses and 1 pepperoni. (Pause) We're at the ballpark. (Pause) How much would that cost? (Pizza boy hangs up on me) Ok, that little fuck likes to hang up on me." And, aww, Kenny laughed at that. So he called them back all mad. "Hello? Domino's? Who am I talking to? (Pause) George? Hi George. (Pause) I would like a delivery please. (Pause) 427 cheeses and 2 pepperoni. (Pause) Hold on my wife has the credit card.." (Hands it to me) "Hello George? Hi. (Pause) Yes and that's for delivery. We're at the ballpark." George: "WE DON?T DELIVER TO THE FUCKING BALLPARK!" and hangs up on me yet again. So I looked at Kenny and he said, "I think it's you."
I died yet again.
good times.