So yesterday, Nicole and I hung out. Normal right. But it turned into one of those “seriously how does this stuff happen to us??” nights. We took our normal target run. yea buddy. we know how to have fun. then we are hungry.. another normal occurrence. so we hit up the local champs. tico tells the hostess we would like a seat in the section with the best server. so we get seated. dah dah dah! we’ve have this server before. every time he thinks we are the three best friends that anyone could have. so we order blah blah. notice 2 OLD men creepily staring and locking eyes from across the room. not ok. we giggle. then have our normal stupid convos. come to the conclusion that neither of us can hear anything. this whole time, nicole has dropped her shoe like twice or something. shes drops it a third time when our waiter, brad, walks by. HE BENDS DOWN AND PUTS HER SHOE BACK ON HER FOOT FOR HER. WHAT?! when is it socially acceptable to put a shoe back on a stranger’s foot. he calls her cinderella trying to be precious, and nicole goes “thank you,…(clearly about to put in prince charming then changes her mind last minute) very much.” baahahaha i died. then we scurried out of there because we are that cool.