Girls Night Out - Part 1

OK - I know I'm not a youngster who needs to be ripping, running and painting the town red (as my brother's mother would say) nor are my friends. Well, some of them actually are youngsters. Anyway, it's always good to leave the worries and aggravations of work and family behind just for one night to hang out with your friends. Plus, girls in other offices at work were doing it so of course the FP Posse' (not to be outdone) had to do it as well. So, General Lee put the plans in motion and began planning the policies and procedures of how the a girls night out was to work. Each girl in the office was to pick a month she wanted to reserve as her night out and plan what we were all to do. So, the first planned outing came. We all met at Chili's drank a little, ate a little and mainly just talked and poked fun at everyone. You know how fun it can be to gossip and talk about everyone else, don't lie - yes you do!!

We then went to the mall walked around and shopped a bit. At the end of the evening General Lee, Legs, Rubber Nut and myself ended up in Lane Bryant looking for a shirt for Rubber Nut to where in her Christmas photos. In case you don't know what Lane Bryant is it's a store for women who have a little, how can I say this?, more girth than others. Don't worry I didn't offend Rubber Nut. Plus, they have clothes in my size so shut up. I know you find that surprising, especially since all my tags have XS on them. Anyway, Rubber Nut (aka: Skinny Minny) can no longer shop there b/c she is lookin' fine after loosing a pound or 2. The point I'm trying to get to here is. . . .the one thing that is probably more dangerous than a woman walking the streets of Harlem at midnight with a clear plastic bag of money on her arm is 2 skinny bitches sitting in the middle of Lane Bryant laughing out loud. Now, keep in mind they weren't making fun of anyone they were simply recapping an event that happened earlier in the day. The poor young dears didn't have a clue as to the looks and glares they were receiving so I slowly backed away as though I didn't know the pair.

Finally, Rubber Nut bought something or maybe she didn't I can't remember, all I know is we got out of there in one piece. Therefore, the evening was a success. We then called it a night and headed on home, looking forward to the next month's planned evening making mental notes to not take Legs and General Lee to Lane Bryant again.