||[Feb. 7th, 2005|10:18 pm]
|||||System of a Down: Bounce||]|
Ah yes, I don’t believe I’ve ever gotten around to relating to you the “blue bag” incident”:
It took place in Bakersfield over Christmas break, regarding to the fact that at the cash register, there was a sign that read: “6 blue grab bags for $1” at a giant thrift store called “RAD”:
Me: What the hell are “blue grab bags?”
Emily: I was just wondering the same thing.
Anni: I can’t imagine that I would want anything that could be sold for 20 cents or less.
Natalie: I think we should get them. I mean, that’s like, 20 cents between the five of us. And I want to know what they are.
Me: (to the cashier) Excuse me, what are “blue grab bags”?
Cashier: You get a blue grab bag full of a random assortment of clothes. 6 for one dollar.
Amanda: Wow, when they said “grab bag”, I had assumed you’d actually be able to, you know, hold the bag with one hand. Or at least with two. Silly me.
Turns out these “blue grab bags” were dumpster-size trash bags and each weighed more than all of us combined. The man at the back who was giving us the bags had said:
“If you pull your car around, I’ll get them in for you.” A kind gesture, we would later realize, but at the time we thought, “Douche. We’re not weaklings. You just think that cause we’re chicks. How heavy can the bags possibly be?”
Nothing could have prepared me for it. We could only manage to get 3 into Emily’s car, and we had figured if we didn’t want the stuff inside, we could donate it to tsunami victims. Turns out:
A)There were about three good things in each bag- if you were lucky
B)They smelled indescribably badly
C)You can’t donate items to tsunami victims, cause they cant ship it over there. Only money.
D)The stench stained our clothes and Natalie’s study.
So maybe you had to be there, but by the end of the night, my sides hurt, and even when I think of it now, I burst into giggles. Greatest thing since the “little car project”.