It's been awhile since our last entry but that doesn't mean our lives lately have been uneventful. A typical night out in the city we went out with a big group of friends and every time we go out it seems to end up interesting and this particular night a couple of interesting events occurred. To start off the night Britt ordered a round of drinks and the bartender mentioned a $25 minimum purchase. A random man overheard the conversation and decided to go ahead and put his drink on Brittany's tab, and he would "get her back" later in the night. Brittany was shocked by this so she said okay, but naturally he would be nowhere to be found when we're ready for our next drink.
After enjoying ourselves for awhile, a girl from college that we haven't seen since showed up at the party. Little did Sarah know there was some bad blood from her and Brittany in the past. Though some may underestimate Brittany by her appearance, you don't ask Brittany a question without expecting an honest answer. The girl asked Brittany why she hasn't said hello and Brittany's polite response was, "Well it's because I didn't want to say hello to you." The girl continued to press Brittany about the past and Brittany said it is what it is but I do not associate with girls of bad character. The girl looked shocked at Brittany's honest remarks and sat in the corner the rest of the night.
Sarah saw a friend of hers that she hadn't seen in a long time so she invited him over to the table to catch up. After one of the guys realized another unknown cute male was at the table, Sarah was asked politely to leave the table if she wanted to associate with other guys that were NOT on the guest list.
When Sarah got home, she realized she left her keys INSIDE the apartment. Normally this wouldn't be a situation, but Britt left the party a couple of hours earlier than Sarah did. This became an embarrassing and stressful night due to Sarah crying on the stoop at 4AM and drunken fools hollering at her. It being so late everyone was obviously passed out, and Sarah couldn't get a hold of anyone to give her a safe place to sleep. Sarah's survival instincts kicked in, unless she wanted to look like the bums who sleep on the porch during the week. Every time the dogs hear an unfamiliar noise, they bark excessively, therefore Sarah decided the only way to awake Brittany from her deep sleep was to pound on the windows like a crazy lady and get the dogs to wake her up. Luckily Britt awoke and slept walked to the door to let Sarah in and was in an extremely happy state might I add.
The next morning Brittany told Sarah she had a few questions for her. Apparently Sarah gave some guy at the bar Brittany's number who we both met previously in the night. She said she got some interesting text messages from this person and he was questioning her having a boyfriend and wanting to take her on a date. Stating he got Brittany's number from Sarah, which Sarah does not remember giving out. Brittany rattled the number of the guy off to Sarah, who realized it was the SAME guy who was texting and hitting on her. WTF. Take note boys, A) Do not hit on a girl that you know has a boyfriend and B) If you're going to hit on multiple girls in one night, it's wise to make sure they are NOT roommates first.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Mace & The Blood of Christ
After all of the scares occurring in our lives with our apartment, we took upon ourselves to Inspector Gadget our place with extra security measures and mace. After a late night of putting up alarm systems and bar locks for the doors, we felt safe enough to go to bed. However, Brittany had one more touch to add to our safety measures. She wanted to sleep with her mace, but wanted to make sure it could get the job done. While one would think you would go outside to test this, Brittany decided to spray it in the sink. Sarah awoke to Brittany screaming not to come out of her room and into the Kitchen, but while hearing Brittany choking and fumes coming in through the vents, I decided to go out and see what the hell she had done. She had maced our apartment and we had to evacuate immediately. For those of you who don't know, mace and small corridors causes excessive eye watering and coughing. Note to self: Don't test mace indoors.
After having a nice night out on the town, and Sarah feeling extremely sick and pukey, Brittany made Sarah throw on a swimsuit and head to the beach. You would think on a nice Sunday, walking to the beach would be perfectly acceptable, but given our under the weather state, we jumped on the train. This became the most eventful train ride one could have. 2 hoodrats approached us asking where the Roosevelt stop was, so Brittany pointed them to the map. There was also a crazy lady sitting directly behind us. After Brittany so kindly pointed them to the map, without saying a word, the crazy lady decided to give her input. She screamed at one of the hoodrats, she said "The reason you got that response is because your ass crack is hanging out of your pants!" And proceeded to tell him his ass crack was hairy as well. She also stated if he dressed better, maybe the ladies would have been a bit more responsive. The guys seemed shocked and disturbed by her comments while we were sitting there in fear. The hoodrats continued to try to talk to us so the lady started screaming at the top of her lungs, "THE BLOOD OF CHRIST!" At the next stop, we immediately jumped off the train. Sarah believes the crazy lady was the one who saved us from the hoodrats, while Brittany thinks she almost got us shot. Note to self: Even though hungover, WALK to the beach.
After having a nice night out on the town, and Sarah feeling extremely sick and pukey, Brittany made Sarah throw on a swimsuit and head to the beach. You would think on a nice Sunday, walking to the beach would be perfectly acceptable, but given our under the weather state, we jumped on the train. This became the most eventful train ride one could have. 2 hoodrats approached us asking where the Roosevelt stop was, so Brittany pointed them to the map. There was also a crazy lady sitting directly behind us. After Brittany so kindly pointed them to the map, without saying a word, the crazy lady decided to give her input. She screamed at one of the hoodrats, she said "The reason you got that response is because your ass crack is hanging out of your pants!" And proceeded to tell him his ass crack was hairy as well. She also stated if he dressed better, maybe the ladies would have been a bit more responsive. The guys seemed shocked and disturbed by her comments while we were sitting there in fear. The hoodrats continued to try to talk to us so the lady started screaming at the top of her lungs, "THE BLOOD OF CHRIST!" At the next stop, we immediately jumped off the train. Sarah believes the crazy lady was the one who saved us from the hoodrats, while Brittany thinks she almost got us shot. Note to self: Even though hungover, WALK to the beach.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
3 Month Summary of the BS that brings us to today in Chicago!
The name of our blog B.S City life represents our names, Brittany and Sarah, and recently moving to Chicago. Since moving to Chicago the events in our lives are far from average, which gave us the idea of starting a blog. To catch everyone up on what has happened so far, we would like to give a 3 month summary.
We both recently graduated from college and moved to the city after luckily finding employment in this bad economy. One day when Sarah was walking to the train a bum approached her whispering jibberish in her ear. Upon returning home Sarah seemed quite disturbed saying she swears a bum had cursed her. Though being cursed began as a joke, the events that would soon follow would not be so funny.
We live in Wrigleyville which is one of the safer areas to live in the city. Being 2 young girls this was very important to us while apartment searching. Soon after moving in we went out on the town and came home to our dogs being outside. This raised a red flag to us since little dogs can not get through multiple doors themselves to enjoy the late night rain. Though in Sarah's state of mind she thought it would be perfectly safe to go in herself to investigate. After smartly being advised against that bright idea, we grabbed the dogs and ran to a local bar to call the police. YES, we were broken into 2 weeks after moving in.
Moving to a more sappy side of things, Brittany was dating a guy on and off for 8 months. This was a long distance relationship and until moving here. Now both being in the same city and taking distance out of the equation one would think it would be nothing but roses, but unfortunately it went down hill fast. This guy didn't turn out to be prince charming. It was found that he was living a double life and dating another girl the whole time. If that isn't bad enough while Brittany was hanging out with him a few things went missing out of her purse. Of course being naive the logical thought was that the purse had been pick pocketed. After finding out about his cheating the thought arose, did he do it? After seeing "the other girl" that decided to stay with the bastard out one night. I told her of my missing items (ipod, camera, etc) and to keep a close eye out if she saw them. Fortunately, Brittany got a call a few weeks later with her belongings found and his "new girl" was nice enough to return them. YES, I was ROBBED by my EX!
Sarah is what we call a serial dater, AKA goes on a lot of dates and never commits. Her parents call her dating life one big "Next" show. There's nothing juicy about this part just thought we would add it in since we got into Brittany's personal life.
Because everyone has the problem of crazy people renting out their parking lot for Cub's games and cab parking, Sarah woke one morning to find Brittany's car missing from the parking lot. The crazies who run this lot, didn't recognize her car and towed it costing $250. They didn't reimburse her saying, "Sometimes, this stuff happens." Yeah, and pigs fly too. YES, her car was towed out of her own paid for parking spot.
NEXT! Turning the big 23 it was Sarah's Birthday. We celebrated by having a girls dinner and having a wristband deal at a bar called STATE. The night was going great, friends, family, and boozing, what more could a birthday girl ask for. About half way through the night Brittany received a call from the fire department. The building that we live in was on fire caused by a cigarette being thrown into the outside bushes. Brittany rushes to Sarah and gives her the news and tells her we need to go home immediately. Being that it was Sarah's Birthday, she gave the normal response of fist pumping upon receiving the news. Brittany tried to relay the message to her again and the fist pumping continued, so instead of ruining Ms. Jersey Shore's good time, Brittany left to handle to situation by herself. The fire was put out and everything turned out to be fine. When Sarah finally came home from celebrating her comment to our smokey apartment was "Brittany, why the hell does our apartment smell like that?".... YES, Our apartment caught on FIRE!
For all of you who believe in Karma, we would like you to know, we have asked God for forgiveness for whatever we have done to deserve this! Ha We will keep you posted!
We both recently graduated from college and moved to the city after luckily finding employment in this bad economy. One day when Sarah was walking to the train a bum approached her whispering jibberish in her ear. Upon returning home Sarah seemed quite disturbed saying she swears a bum had cursed her. Though being cursed began as a joke, the events that would soon follow would not be so funny.
We live in Wrigleyville which is one of the safer areas to live in the city. Being 2 young girls this was very important to us while apartment searching. Soon after moving in we went out on the town and came home to our dogs being outside. This raised a red flag to us since little dogs can not get through multiple doors themselves to enjoy the late night rain. Though in Sarah's state of mind she thought it would be perfectly safe to go in herself to investigate. After smartly being advised against that bright idea, we grabbed the dogs and ran to a local bar to call the police. YES, we were broken into 2 weeks after moving in.
Moving to a more sappy side of things, Brittany was dating a guy on and off for 8 months. This was a long distance relationship and until moving here. Now both being in the same city and taking distance out of the equation one would think it would be nothing but roses, but unfortunately it went down hill fast. This guy didn't turn out to be prince charming. It was found that he was living a double life and dating another girl the whole time. If that isn't bad enough while Brittany was hanging out with him a few things went missing out of her purse. Of course being naive the logical thought was that the purse had been pick pocketed. After finding out about his cheating the thought arose, did he do it? After seeing "the other girl" that decided to stay with the bastard out one night. I told her of my missing items (ipod, camera, etc) and to keep a close eye out if she saw them. Fortunately, Brittany got a call a few weeks later with her belongings found and his "new girl" was nice enough to return them. YES, I was ROBBED by my EX!
Sarah is what we call a serial dater, AKA goes on a lot of dates and never commits. Her parents call her dating life one big "Next" show. There's nothing juicy about this part just thought we would add it in since we got into Brittany's personal life.
Because everyone has the problem of crazy people renting out their parking lot for Cub's games and cab parking, Sarah woke one morning to find Brittany's car missing from the parking lot. The crazies who run this lot, didn't recognize her car and towed it costing $250. They didn't reimburse her saying, "Sometimes, this stuff happens." Yeah, and pigs fly too. YES, her car was towed out of her own paid for parking spot.
NEXT! Turning the big 23 it was Sarah's Birthday. We celebrated by having a girls dinner and having a wristband deal at a bar called STATE. The night was going great, friends, family, and boozing, what more could a birthday girl ask for. About half way through the night Brittany received a call from the fire department. The building that we live in was on fire caused by a cigarette being thrown into the outside bushes. Brittany rushes to Sarah and gives her the news and tells her we need to go home immediately. Being that it was Sarah's Birthday, she gave the normal response of fist pumping upon receiving the news. Brittany tried to relay the message to her again and the fist pumping continued, so instead of ruining Ms. Jersey Shore's good time, Brittany left to handle to situation by herself. The fire was put out and everything turned out to be fine. When Sarah finally came home from celebrating her comment to our smokey apartment was "Brittany, why the hell does our apartment smell like that?".... YES, Our apartment caught on FIRE!
For all of you who believe in Karma, we would like you to know, we have asked God for forgiveness for whatever we have done to deserve this! Ha We will keep you posted!
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