I drive back to the house, throw on some make-up, flat Iron my hair, and we are off to the game! We park 100 miles away and walk about 40 blocks to a bar and go inside they serve me alcohol without IDing me! Luckly! Cause I left mine in the car. Buddy bought my drinks and brought them to the table. This may be the reason they didn't get the op to ID me.
We then walk on to the game. It is kind of chilly and our seats are in the shaded side of the stadium. We watch the game ( it was really exciting as it was close for a while and the Vols took off). There were some good plays and the VOLS played their butts off and did a good job!
I will say that the stadium is kind of messed up, if you want handicapped seating you have to pay outrageous prices and they don't give you a parking pass so you have to go just as far as everyone else! Not SO bad if your the one in the wheelchair but kind of difficult if you are diabetic and pushing the one in the wheelchair 10 blocks! (this happened to a friend of mine at work and is very aggravating as this was his pre-teen daughters first time to UT) She had a great time, they both did though this was at the last game!
My second gripe about this stadium is the fact that YOU PAY for your tickets, you can't smoke in the stadium which is respectable I can handle that. But if you leave the stadium they will not let you back in Tickets or Not they don't care they will keep you from coming back in, I think this is wrong, If you have your stub they know you just walked out they should let you back in... normally you stand directly in front of them at the curb so I don't understand it.
We watched the game final score 24 to 14 great game but we were cold the whole time cause the sun never hit us once! lol. We went back to the bar had a drink then hiked back to our vehicle. That is sobering in the cold. Neither of us were drunk though.
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| I didn't get the final score board! Sorry |
We drove to The Spice Rack on Kingston pike. Their a Mexican type restaurant with skimpy waitresses, unlike hooters these didn't show their racks lol. They were mostly dressed like teenage girls. There chips and dip are fire HOT and their food is OK. Buddy got himself a burger which he said was excellent! I got some chicken burritos kind of remind you of some kind of chopped chicken from a can spiced and rolled up in thin long tortillas but it was still good. The price was a bit much for that but it was OK.
We then proceeded to go to a place not so tasteful just to see what it was like, no doubt buddy had been to one of these many times but I had never and apparently you have to have a man with you to get in.
Most of you know what i am talking about, I am 25, I will be 26 in December on the 11th, I want to see and know everything.. yes I want to be a know it all lol.
So we stopped by a place called the mouses ear! It is a hole in the wall joint that is tacky but OK. It was nothing like they show in the movies, there was a stage but it had small walls around it, it was a platform with about a foot of wall around it... there was no pole, and the ladies walked around in thongs and a bra or bathing suit bikini top.
The ladies were average skinny, and young, no big fake top halves lol... (you know what i mean I am trying to keep it PG). Most of them had very small upper bodies, there were no playboy bunnies or hooters girls in there. It wasn't anything like I had thought it would be. They didn't serve alcohol in the club! Not that I wanted any but most of the time you envision a place with this elaborate stage overly fake women and a pole on the stage, with all these drunk men throwing money at them, trying to touch ects.
But none of that was going on. It was totally not what I thought. It was dominantly a place for pervs though there were lots of single men sitting at tables by themselves and 2 women from the place would go sit with them and talk to them and keep them company while taking all their money. There was no touching and it was more like a scam for the rejected men to come and sit and be tag teamed by 2 attractive girls for his money... with no incentive but to keep him company.
I could never do it even if I were a perfect ten, it is very degrading and although I love to talk, I don't want to sit with some guy who could wait around and kill me at closing time for feeling rejected or whatever else. Besides that, they couldn't pay me enough to disrespect myself enough to get on stage and dance naked.
We then headed home and my mother brought Kailey home about 10pm. Kailey went to bed and we stayed up checking out things on the Internet, talking and watching tv. We stayed up too late.. but it was all good. Things seem to look up the more we do togeather.
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