i have a confession to make.
remember when the "a night out with cleveland's a plum" package was being auctioned off for AAF Cleveland's charity auction?
well my biggest fear was that no one would bid on me, which thankfully was quickly squashed when i received 6 bids my first day on the auction block. the starting bid was $50 and i ended up going 14 bids later for $115.
but it's who the 14th bidder was that i feel like i need to confess.
it was my sister.
fifteen minutes before the auction closed i had a full out freak out at my desk at work. all i could think about was some random dude (and i knew it was a dude because i had a girl on the inside telling me who placed every bid), buying me.
what if he was crazy? what if he wanted to chopped me up and scatter me all over lake erie? what if he finally met me and was like "ew, this is who i spent over $100 on?".
i just couldn't do it - all my insecurities crept up.
what i didn't expect was for my friends and family to get upset with me for having my sister buy me. they were all like, "this could have been the man of your dreams! what to you have to lose? why did you even do it if you were going to chicken out last minute?"
and then i felt guilty.
but the way i see it is if the few guys that were in a bidding war for me were really all that interested in meeting me my contact information is on this blog...
so last night was the actual "night out with cleveland's a plum". my sissy and i had dinner and drinks at winking lizard with c-rossi and then headed to progressive field to watch the indians lose to the white sox. but there was one situation that i need to mention.
we watched a full out brawl occur right next to us between a 19-year-old female white sox fan and a 55-year-old female indians fan. this 19-year-old twat was hammered and acting like a child the whole game, but at one point towards the end the 55-year-old couldn't take it anymore and turned around to address the child.
words were said, arms were flailing and they were being held back by their respected groups. at that point we thought everything was going to calm down, but then the 19-year-old twat hocked a loogie on the 55-year-old indians fan.
HOCKED A LOOGIE! who does that?
classless people that's who.
it was funny because this gentleman behind us with his 8-year-old daughter was like, "hunny, see that girl over there? that's what happens when you are uneducated and disrespectful. don't be that girl, ever"
the brat ended up being escorted out. but i swear if someone hocked a loogie on me i don't know if i would be able to control myself like the 55-year-old lady did.
so there ended up being more action in the stands than on the field. ahem, indians, ahem. all in all it was a fun night out with my sissy and the being auctioned off part was an experience in itself.
but if i ever do it again, i promise to go out with whoever "buys" me regardless if i know them or not.