Saturday, April 5, 2008

Peer Pressure

The spray on tan. This is what I have succumbed to. Lisa made me do it. She said all the cool kids were doing it. So I decided to jump on the bandwagon. No really, we were having lunch and she was going to get one for tonights festivities which include cocktail dresses. I expressed mild interest, kind of hesitant because I did this a couple years ago and Marc begged me to never do it again. I don't think she paid any attention to my "No's" because while I was happily distractd by my sushi she was on her cell phone making me an appointment for right after her. So,what was I to do but go? It's only polite. So as I am walking in the dressing room to strip down so I can stand basically naked in front of a perfect stranger while she spray paints my body Lisa is coming out. Now Lisa was already tan so it looked good on her. I thought, "Hmmm.....doesn't look bad." I go i while the very nice lady sprays me, she is talking to me the entire time. I can just imagine Lisa must have engaged her through the whole process, being that she's the friendly one. I tried to be as nice as possible but I'm the unfriendly one. Lisa makes fun of me for it. It's not intentional, really, just most of the time my mind is somewhere else. I believe it's called spacing out. Well the sprayer lady did not notice at all, she kept telling me how to stand, where to put my arms and talking and talking and talking. Then it was over. She was very nice, I liked her, next time I'll talk more, really. So I went in to get changed. I looked in the mirror and started to laugh. I never ever tan my face, so it didn't look quite as normal on me as I thought it did on Lisa. I stared at myself thinking, "Am I an Oompa Loompa?" I just got my clothes on and got the hell out of there as quick as I could. On my way home I had to stop at the grocery store. I called Lisa, I said, "I think I look like an Oompa Loompa." I was expecting her to say, "No. Of course you don't." Instead she says, "Wait, let me look in the mirror." And then started laughing hysterically. Oh God. This is bad. She said, "It will look better tomorrow." Great, I have a bunch of stuff to do today. I put on the biggest sunglasses I had and went about my business. It looks good now. At least that's what my friends say. I'm still not sure.....

1 comment:

twist said...

How can you possibly put up a post like this without a picture? Do I need to be preparing George Hamilton jokes or just a little commentary on how you must like carrots a lot?