There was a consistent chilly breeze that tickled my face to numbness while I walked down Fisherman's Warf in San Francisco. Loved it! It was about 6:30 in the evening, and the sky was partly cloudy. Many interesting people walked along with us, but kinda scared me though cause some seemed really creepy... not gonna lie. hahaha My poor grandma was so tired from all that walking. So once we got to Hooters, she was sweating.
So as i walked in with my mom, brother, older cousin and his wife, i noticed that it was mostly guys. -_- well, what should i expect? It is Hooters and their ads, obviously, work--sex appeal!
Anyway, we were late but there was more than enough chicken to fill our grumbling stomaches. They were good! After a while, though, i started getting disgusted with myself and the food cause i ate hella chicken that seemed overly greased(?).
Highlight: This scene was so shocking to me. Their behavior was down right rude but then again... it was hilarious when it happened!
People:
AJ -- My nephew who graduated middle school and is now off to Westmoore HS
Chauncey -- AJ's cousin; my 8-11 yr old nephew [not sure of age] (i'm not a bad aunt at all)
Dot* -- Chauncey's Dad [*name changed]
Chauncey -- AJ's cousin; my 8-11 yr old nephew [not sure of age] (i'm not a bad aunt at all)
Dot* -- Chauncey's Dad [*name changed]
Scene: At the table, AJ was entertaining his guests of 9, including me, by telling embarassing stories about his cousin, Chauncey. All of a sudden, Chauncey comes up behind AJ, licks his right palm and smacks it on AJ's face! Immediately, AJ smacks Chauncey right back! EVERYone at the table starts laughing--omg!
Aj's second reaction: "Uncle Dot*, Chauncey started it!"
Supressing a grin, Kuya Dot didn't do anything but look on with amusement. Because of his somewhat passive reaction, Chauncey took it as another initiative to do his lick-palm-and-wipe-on-Aj's-face again. This time on the other side of AJ's face. OMGD. It was so horrific yet so entertaining.
My family is so...different. They seem so random and animitated!
"Yellow belt? psh, i can get a yellow belt! Stick it in the washer and 'pssss'" -AJ (now that i think of it, i dont understand why this is so funny. haha)
Seriously:
Hooters waitresses. My mom finally noted that most of them were "young". And i'd have to agree. How can they actually work here? I saw men look at them lustfully; it was down right disturbing! So i tried not to look up because i felt like i was degrading their womanly dignity whenever i looked at them work. Dang, if Mr. Daniel's wanted to get hold of a prostitute to talk to his Social Justice class, why not just ask a Hooter's waitress? Now i'm not comparing the Hooter's waitresses to being prostitutes. But seriously, how could these women work in that kind of environment? Just curious.
I lOVE San Francisco! It wasn't foggy when we were walking back to the car. On our way, we stopped by the shops and i bought a shirt. I dont know, i just really enjoyed it. asldkfj just thinking about it makes me smile :] i just hope i get to do it again someday, this time with friends or a friend.
PS. "The reason why your driving sucks is because you have too much sugar. You need to excercise so that you won't get too sleepy too easily. If so, Your obese because thats how obese people are."
But other than that, wtf? 0_0 What does that have to do with driving? Just because it makes you sick, mom, doesn't mean you can go blaming dad's poor driving with some random excuse you throw at him once in a while. For instance, his bad diet, lack of excercise, being too sleepy all the time (omg, i just realized tht thats really disturbing), bad driving...
But then, Dad's driving during the whole traffic part of the trip was making me sick. Break--gas--break--gas--break--break! Omg! And on top of that was Mom's complaints and overly dramatic threats of throwing up.