Saturday, May 12, 2007

airport

I am sitting at the airport in las vegas.. I am happy to be going home. These conventions are exhausting and full of limos and drinking. We took clients our gambling and while in the limo one of our clients offered me champagne and as I declined he called me a freak.

9 comments:

dAAve said...

Happy Mother's Day

stayathomemotherdom said...

What kind of person calls someone a freak because they don't want a drink? That is ridiculous!

Glad you are going home!

Meg Moran said...

you are my kinda freak! so glad you're coming home.

Mary Christine said...

You are my kind of freak too. I remember thinking people who didn't drink like me were total nutcase weirdos.

vicariousrising said...

And your client's need to push everyone to drink like him is not freakish? Yah, ok.

Personally, I like outliers anyway. Like my 12-year-old likes to say: "Why would I want to be like everyone else? Boring!"

Bring on the freaks.

Christine said...

I love freaks who are sober AA's

lushgurl said...

Hey there, from one freak to another...LOVE you! Welcome "home sweet home".

Rusty said...

Well I'm glad you're a freak...jut like me. Hugs.

ScOuT said...

I am a dork, a freak, and probably a whole lot of other things to people who are drunk --and PROUD of it!
From one freak to another--hope you come home soon.
Love,
Scout