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I went out with one of the hometown besties for dinner tonight. Her boyfriend came with us, which was cool, but… we went for Indian food. And LOL her boyfriend is seriously a White Dude. Like, sushi is adventurous for him. So you can imagine how hilarious it was watching him at this Indian restaurant. He ordered his food mild and he was like, still dying (in contrast, my friend ordered hers a 4 and I ordered mine a 5 fjaklrjelwarew LOL we were laughing our asses off at him). “I feel like… my insides are going through some sort of chemical meltdown,” lololol. With the way he was going on, my friend and I were wondering if the kitchen had trolled him big time or something and given him a 5 instead of a 1, but… nope. It… was not that bad. Haha. But I guess if you’re not accustomed to it, even mild seems spicy? I DUNNO. 

THEN afterwards we went for ice cream at Marble Slab. I originally wanted froyo, because froyo is delicious — buuuuttt their froyo machine was broken. I was like “NOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooo,” but you know. Not the end of the world, haha. So I got cheesecake ice cream, and asked if they had any strawberries. No strawberries, only raspberries. SO I got raspberries. And you know what? IT WAS THE BEST EFFING THING EVER. So glad that I ended up having to get that instead of froyo! 

Some other people came in to order ice cream. The girl informed them that they were out of strawberries and one other topping that they wanted — keep in mind, this is close to closing on a Saturday night. Them being out of shit is to disappointing, but to be expected. Well the dude was like “WHY DON’T YOU JUST TELL US WHAT TOPPINGS YOU DON’T HAVE THEN,” (basically was an asshole). 

I was pissed off for the girl and was right about to say “Why don’t you just stop being an asshole, because it’s not this poor girl’s fault!” But I just kept quiet.

The girl just looked at me like “:( he was mean” and I was like “I KNOW he was an effing jerk.” And then apparently she really liked me or something, ahaha because she kept talking to ME specifically, and told us that we could stay as long as we liked to finish our ice cream. AND THEN, after all of that, she gave my friend, her bf and I each a coupon for a free ice cream! HELLS YEAH. 

Moral of the story? It pays to not be an asshole. 

Such a nice night :) …but now I am working on school shit (I am on page 21 of a 32 page long story that our midterm is based on for my translation class — yay?), so that kind of sucks. WHERE DID READING BREAK GO? 

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