Congrats to all who ran the LA Marathon yesterday!! (Eating kettle corn that I bought at the event right now... yum).
Friday night met up with Sup and Mars. We decided to go get a drink at a local bar, and it turned out that there was a private party. So we kinda tried to fudge our way in, and Sup and Mars kept looking at each other saying, what's that person's name?, when we clearly had no clue. Then the very mean and ugly guest-list guy condescendingly looked at us and said - you blew it - and turned away. He could have just said, it's guest list only tonight ladies. Or, could you guys step aside for me please. But he just totally embarassed us in front of everyone standing at the door. It's not even like this bar was a hot-spot, or anything special. But this power-trippin', greasy haired mofo decided that he was going to reject us in front of everybody. Looking back, I should have said something back to him, and ended with - and your clothes are hideous, too, a-hole! posted by Kris
2:25 PM