The g/f and I are hanging out at home, both dressed to kill, having a nice dinner and celebrating her enrollment in cosmetology school (I know, awesome, right?). Today I have a new wig, clothes, makeup and everything kind of came together. We both thought I looked pretty good.
So she decides she wants some champagne, and says why don't you come to the store with me? My first reaction was that's not going to happen today, if ever. Then the dreaded words...I DARE YOU! Well, if you put it that way, it's on but I'm waiting in the car. Agreed.
That was the scariest ride of my life. I made her go out front first and check for neighbors. What if some redneck in the parking lot thinks I'm cute? What if we get in a wreck? What if.....?
We get to the 7-11 and she parks directly under a big light! I said, seriously? You have to park here? She just giggled and went in. Nobody even noticed me and nothing bad happened. As usual, the imagination is far more exciting than reality. I'm glad I took the dare!