luck is me
so i get a break yesterday. finally.
i’m in harvard square on first lunch, just walking about, thinking about getting some juice from peet’s.
i’m walking by the T station and this chick stops me. right away i know she’s trying to sell me something cause she’s pretty and pretty girls don’t stop and want to talk to me.
turns out she’s not selling, she’s giving.
she asks me how i like my sunglasses and asks if i’ve always worn oakley sunglasses. i tell her i wouldn’t dream of anyone else, that the polarized action is the best thing invented since J-Lo’s ass. she likes to hear this and then asks me why i’m wearing them on such a cloudy day. i tell her that nobody can see me if i have them on, which is actually what i think. she gives a laugh and asks if i wear regular glasses as well. i tell her i do, but i don’t tell her the part about how i just lost them and can’t afford new ones. she asks if i’ve ever thought about getting oakley prescription glasses. i tell her no i never even knew they made regular glasses. she opens up her little black folder and hands me something while saying “if you think about getting new glasses soon consider using this coupon to get free oakley frames.” she goes on to say some bla bla about how they’re trying to launch some new line, they need to get the word out, they’re looking for people to represent the brand early and bla bla bla. all i can think about is finally being able to get some glasses and take out these contacts that have been in my eyes for the past month.
i tell her i could just kiss her i’m so happy.
she knows i’m serious and gives me the quizzical eye and tells me to just walk away slowly and call it even.
i tell her maybe she’s right, i shouldn’t push my luck.
my first stop on second lunch was the glasses store where i immediately tried on all the oakley eyewear and purchased the most expensive frame possible. ok, maybe not the most expensive because they were complete ass, but at least in the top 5 or so.
oh baby, i feel like i hit the jackpot.
i’m in harvard square on first lunch, just walking about, thinking about getting some juice from peet’s.
i’m walking by the T station and this chick stops me. right away i know she’s trying to sell me something cause she’s pretty and pretty girls don’t stop and want to talk to me.
turns out she’s not selling, she’s giving.
she asks me how i like my sunglasses and asks if i’ve always worn oakley sunglasses. i tell her i wouldn’t dream of anyone else, that the polarized action is the best thing invented since J-Lo’s ass. she likes to hear this and then asks me why i’m wearing them on such a cloudy day. i tell her that nobody can see me if i have them on, which is actually what i think. she gives a laugh and asks if i wear regular glasses as well. i tell her i do, but i don’t tell her the part about how i just lost them and can’t afford new ones. she asks if i’ve ever thought about getting oakley prescription glasses. i tell her no i never even knew they made regular glasses. she opens up her little black folder and hands me something while saying “if you think about getting new glasses soon consider using this coupon to get free oakley frames.” she goes on to say some bla bla about how they’re trying to launch some new line, they need to get the word out, they’re looking for people to represent the brand early and bla bla bla. all i can think about is finally being able to get some glasses and take out these contacts that have been in my eyes for the past month.
i tell her i could just kiss her i’m so happy.
she knows i’m serious and gives me the quizzical eye and tells me to just walk away slowly and call it even.
i tell her maybe she’s right, i shouldn’t push my luck.
my first stop on second lunch was the glasses store where i immediately tried on all the oakley eyewear and purchased the most expensive frame possible. ok, maybe not the most expensive because they were complete ass, but at least in the top 5 or so.
oh baby, i feel like i hit the jackpot.
thrown together by raz at 12:28 PM
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