May 13, 2006
Tupac, Hookah, and Shopping for the President
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Filed under: Family & Friends, Work
Yesterday was awesome. And I could end it there, but we all know 5 paragraphs of details gotta follow that up. Work did not go exceptionally well, in fact, not even close but it’s amazing how a stellar good mood can keep me from getting pulled down.
Actually, it may have even just been the fact that I was convinced it was going to be a good day from the very start, and I just like being right. It was seeing Mitch walk in the room wearing a pink plaid bucket hat, reminiscent of some rich man’s golf pants, that told my brain: “today is going to be fun.” And after reading Blink, I know my instincts rock.
Mitch brought me in a 2pac mix the day before, so i was on listen round 2 this day, and I must admit, I was diggin’ most of it. And I told him I felt like a poser even saying the names of the tracks I was most enjoying and he said to just wait til I was spitting out the lyrics in my car. That’s a recipe for a punch in the face for a lil white girl :)
I can’t even remember everything awesome that happened, but essentially, Mitch asked if i were up for lunch and from there, he gathered us up a group. We went to Noodles with President Dave, ceo Bryan, marketer Jacob, & bus. mgr Kim. While we were waiting in the car for Kim, Mitch was flipping through my CD’s…laughing. Jacob is a huge music guy, so Mitch was like “check this out…first page Ozzfest sampler, second page Boston Pops Celtic album, third page Loretta Lynn.” Jacob appreciated my eclectic taste. And once Kim arrived, we started talking about our first concerts. Jacob’s was LL Cool J with his parents (his parents made them leave half way through hehe), Mitch’s was Beach Boys, and I don’t remember Kim’s. Good times.
The actual eating time wasn’t particularly thrilling…all talk of work and me struggling to consume my soup fast enough to evade Dave’s judging eye. It was all good though.
The rest of the afternoon was not particularly productive but I was in good spirits. Mitch & I divided up photo events for throughout the summer. The fact that I wouldn’t take water skiing yielded more teasing about the fact that I couldn’t swim…to the point of insults about his 1.5 year old nephew picking it up just fine. Jerk. And the other part of the afternoon was spent trying to figure out how to spell some guy’s name that we interviewed. It was a crazy name but the funniest part was that Adam was convinced this guy was hitting on Mitch as he interviewed him. He totally was.
As 5 o’clock rolled around, president Dave was scrambling to get the stuff he needed to capture & edit the video he took of baby Zoe’s birth day for Mother’s Day. He mentioned he was going to Circuit City, so Mitch chimed in he’d like to join, and well, that was a duo I couldn’t pass up so I got on board, too. We spent over an hour walking around as Dave’s personal shoppers and it was awesome! Somehow it’s a theme in my life that I always end up with 2 guys walking around in an electronics store on a Friday night. The experience never lets me down.
And so as we left, I was still trying to talk Mitch in to joining Amy & I for a birthday dinner at a hookah bar that night. I finally gave up and started driving a way. Then my phone rang, and he said “okay, Mindy, you’ve got a choice. You can use your guilt pass tonight or save it for another time.” I cashed it in for that night, and I have no regrets.
We went Khoury’s Mediterranean in Broad Ripple, and it was pretty much the slowest service on the planet so we were there for ages, which worked out fine since I spent the entire evening talking to Mitch & Alex. I’m not really sure what all we talked about but i recall laughing the entire time. We googled a picture of Kenny Rogers on Alex’s cell, if that’s any indication of the randomness of the evening. Mitch finally had to take off a little after 9 to get home to lil Charlie and I think the rest of us got out of there a little before 10.
It was the perfect ending to a perfect day. I wish I could be in that great of a mood everyday, but it seems, I could be if I let myself.

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