Are You Inviting Me to Hooters Dress-Up Day?

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So then…I pop another chocolate at work and pause mid-contract when it hits me: “Oh, shizznit! Did I forget to RSVP to lunch tomorrow with my friend Lindsey?”

I dash off a quick email to her:

Lindsey,
Did I email you back to say that Tuesday would be great because I have to go to Vegas for work on Wed-Thurs —

and then you emailed back to say ok how about Tuesday at 12:30 at one of the Westlake restaurants –

and then I emailed back to say that sounds great —

and then you emailed to say that you wanted to coordinate outfits and that you’d be wearing purple and green stripes —

and I emailed back to say that Tuesday is my “Dress Like A Hooters Waitress Day” and I couldn’t deviate from the routine —

and you sent me your therapist’s number —

did all that happen — or am I hallucinating again?
Darcy

Lindsey emails me this response:

No, you did NOT rsvp and you left me hanging –

making me wonder if our friendship was over or you found someone to replace me –

leaving me to think that I’ll never get a chance to wear my new purple and green striped sweater –

and thinking that had I said something to offend you –

or maybe you said something to offend me and were worried that it had gotten back to me –

so to avoid being uncomfortable at lunch thinking “does she know or does she not know” you just decided NOT to rsvp.

So then I cracked my tooth and need a crown (this part is true) –

and my appt is at 9:20 tomorrow and will take 2 hours and then I’ll be numb and feeling crappy –

so I’m very much hoping you can meet me on FRIDAY and wear blue stripes and a red hat.

Please rsvp.
Lindsey

And this is why Lindsey and I are friends. She totally gets me.

Of course, there was the time she was clearly hitting on me —  and we have a long and colorful history of memory challenges regarding our get-togethers.

But whenever we do meet, it’s loads of laughs. And the occasional Dress Like a Hooters Waitress Day.

— Darcy Perdu

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(Is YOUR memory struggling to keep pace with your hectic life – or is it mired down in a fog of excessive wine and chocolate consumption? You agree that Lindsey was totally hitting on me that time, right? Have you “dined” at Hooters, dressed like a Hooters gal – or own Hooters? Do tell!)

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You’ll instantly recall your own carnival and state fair experiences when you read her descriptive Exhibitionist story.

Shakin All Over is a lovely lyrical memory of a major discovery – the words will just tumble right over you and you’ll feel like you’re there, experiencing it with her.

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Thanks, Darcy Perdu

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14 replies on “Are You Inviting Me to Hooters Dress-Up Day?

    • Oh, you have quirks, Kelly. BELIEVE me, you got quirks! So many quirks, I made a spreadsheet. I’ll email it to you.
      I color-coded and cross-referenced it with MY quirks — we’re a match!

    • Ha! Good point! Guys don’t usually worry about such things. I once attended a bridal shower where the mother-of-the-bride brought a spare dress in her car just in case someone showed up at the shower wearing the same dress she was wearing! Quite brilliant, actually!

  1. Paul said:

    See, that whole conversation- from both sides – would be suspicious to me. My first thought would be that my conniving friend was trying to get me to dress provocatively – either with Hooter’s attire or wild colors like purple and green – and then would show up dressed conservatively and leave me sticking out like a sore thumb – the laughingstock of the restaurant. Now that could just be my paranoia, but I tend to err on the side of survival, be it physical or fashion. The long term costs of a fashion faux pas could be horrendous – shunning by my peers, loss of status at the bridge club, whispers behind my back, those sarcastic and demeaning glances at the beauty salon, gossip by the biddies at work, the unexplained loss of promotion opportunities. I tell you Darcy, you can’t be too careful about fashion – don’t let any supposed “BFF” trick you into compromising your reputation. Yours most concernedly, Paul

    • HA! Thanks for your concern, Paul! I’m glad you got my back. I’m appointing you my official Wardrobe Monitor. I’ll send you selfies whenever I leave the house so you can approve the oufits. I should warn you, though, I have more costume changes than an Oscar Awards host. I’ve been through 18 outfits just this morning!

    • Ha! Those pics are highly classified, Phil! You’d need special security clearance to see them!

  2. Hahahaah…those friends are the best kind of friends.

    I should dress like a Hooter’s waitress because my 16 year old son is fairly well adjusted and that is really odd in my family.
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    • Ha! Seeing Mom dressed as a Hooters waitress would pretty much guarantee therapy sessions for your teen son!

  3. Your questions: I most definitely have hooters. I will prove it to you at BlogHer. Wait– what? I don’t know what’s happening right now. But that was the only semi-interesting (not really, was it?) answer I had to your questions…..
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    • Have marked it my Iphone calendar for the BlogHer conference: “See Aussa’s hooters.” I’ve allotted 5 minutes for the viewing. And an extra 5 for photos. Mwuahahaha!