The Walk of Shame…. not always so bad…

So in an effort to get over the debacle of my relationship with “Crazy Bruce”.  I decided to have some fun this weekend. I mean truly what better way to get over a loser than sleeping with another loser? OK, OK, just a little joke here…. In all honesty, I didn’t think Crazy Bruce was really all that angry until he deleted & blocked me on Facebook, I mean DAMN, we can’t even be cyber friends?  So the past few days I’ve been feeling a little down & out but to shake the doldrums I decided to go out this weekend. 

So a friend of mine was in town and invited me out to a comedy show.  The show was OK but it was nice to get my laugh on. What happened next was a bit unexpected, the bartender asked me out!  I was a bit nervous, because he wasn’t black (mexican actually) but on a whim I decided to try it.  I had a blast!! It was really nice to be out with someone who held the door, paid for drinks & called me beautiful!! Now that’s how you get out of the doldrums! So of course all this positivity had me in the mood for a little action so I ended the evening with an old friend (male in case you were wondering) who was in town for the weekend.  So the next morning, we both slept late so we ended up leaving the hotel at the same time…. This was actually kind of nice.  I usually dread that morning walk back to my car, wearing the clothes from the previous night….The walk of shame can be SOOOOOO LONG! This time  though it was different, leaving at the same time made it seem more like a couple checking-out as opposed to a “hoe” slinking out in the morning! Gotta admit it was pretty nice, we hugged and he went to his car & I went to mine.  I know I shouldn’t care what random people at a hotel or on the street think of my rumpled clothing and hair, but hey it still makes me feel weird, and that feeling sticks until I drive away and can kind of add a bad color to the entire experience. Yuck!! Didn’t know that something so small as walking with a friend could make the difference.

Did I mention the hotel was in Paris? Just kidding.... it was South Holland, but you get the point... LOL

Lesson learned: Don’t take that walk of shame alone!! It’s  always better with a friend…. 😉

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