2nd Date with QT: Dinner Dancing Tripping, Strip Clubs, and a Stabbing.
Why in the world would anyone think that a night out with QTMama would be anything less than adventurous?
1. If you ever have the good fortune to meet QTMama, you should know something upfront. If you trip and fall down, she will laugh for 10 minutes before asking if you’re okay. Jenn, her best friend, had warned me of this. And, unfortunately, Jenn took a tumble while we were walking around that first night and true to her word, QT burst out laughing and could not stop. And the truth is, it’s kind of infectious. Later that night, we saw a girl try to enter a cab and she completely bit it, hitting the pavement and letting out a small cry as she fell. QT burst out laughing no less than 10 feet away. And that caused everyone around to start laughing. It’s really quite a thing to see. Last night, while out dancing, a guy completely did a face plant on the dance floor and QT almost came unglued because while she’d see the guy sprawled on the floor, she missed the actual fall. Nonetheless,…she laughed. heh.
And then I realized that I don’t remember the last time I saw someone trip and fall at all and yet, in under 48 hours with QT, I saw three people bite it. WTF.
2. QTMama and her friend Jenn coaxed me into going to a strip club. We knew nothing about this place but we went. Adventure, right? We went and the guy behind the counter said that each person pays $30. For a room. Minimum tip was $5 or “your girl” won’t dance. And “everything” was $75. We backed out slowly.
3. We were hanging out in a bar at a table with a group of people we’d met earlier in the evening and someone finally asked the question…”How do you guys know each other?” QTMama responded by telling them that I was her attorney. I then asked QTMama if she’d called her parole officer before leaving the state. She said no. This garnered some quiet interest. At one point, QTMama stepped away from the table and I leaned over to one of the guys and said, “You want to know what she did?” He nodded eagerly. I whispered, “Her husband cheated on her. So she stabbed him. But it didn’t kill him.”
I like that telling a complete lie about how QT stabbed someone was preferable to bothering to explain the whole blogging connection.
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Just a random attorney writing about daily life with Little Filthy, my rotten dog.
August 24th, 2008 at 12:44 pm
Oh. My. God. That is f-ing hilarious. I have to meet this QTMama. Tell her to come to LA, would you? I haven’t seen anyone biff it in a while, and I’m due. I think she brings it to her, because she loves it so. The universe is kind.
August 24th, 2008 at 6:45 pm
OMG that would explain why they were running for a cab and not saying goodbye to me! They couldn’t get in that cab fast enough. LOL
And anyone falling, me included, is the funniest thing EVER.
I had a blast RE. You rock.
August 24th, 2008 at 7:33 pm
1. Awesome. Maybe she has some sort of super powers that alters the gravity nearby. I tend to drop things anyway, so if I ever meet her, I’m screwed.
2. Coaxed. Yeah. I bet.
3. Really? That guy didn’t get the whole lawyer-client privilege thing? Huh. Good job thinking on your feet, though. Unless you stay up at night coming up with this stuff…
August 24th, 2008 at 11:11 pm
OMG- hilarious… all.of.it.
August 25th, 2008 at 5:30 pm
I sit here checking you out as I’m watching the DNC and wonder ” wouldn’t it be funny if Nancy Pelosi tripped and fell as she was walking out to support Barack”? QTMama is rubbing off on me and I’ve never even met her, OMG I’m as sic as she is! Love your blog dude too funny! C-ya in Chi-town sometime eh.
April 22nd, 2009 at 8:16 am
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April 24th, 2009 at 9:23 pm
That’s it. I am convinced that you two were somehow separated at birth. Whatever the case, clearly, you make each others’ lives–and all of ours–so much funnier.
Thanks for sharing. Wish I could have been at that bar that night people-watching and overhear that whole conversation!
November 30th, 2009 at 10:11 am
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