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GIRLS NIGHT OUT
Posted On 04/26/2008 00:47:24 by Goodietwoshoes

 

I knew what would happen and I did it anyway. Yup, this is what I have complained about in the past and I just do it again.

I’m a female and have the same traits as all females although I don’t think as bad on some things. The thing that ALWAYS happens with females is when we try and get together. It is impossible to do without a million emails or comments. This blog is about that.

Since my friend’s attempt to commit suicide I thought it would be a good idea to get the girls together so we can all complain about our lives and show her she is no different then any of us. That life is life and it sucks sometimes but we all have something that happens and it’s not worth ending your life.

So I boldly attempt the first email asking about getting together, throwing a date out there, along with a variety of restaurants ranging in prices and locations and getting responses back from them stating Monday- Thursday isn’t good for a variety of reasons, kids and husbands being the most.

OK – that’s fine as we sort of decided on a place and restaurant. 20 emails and we got that buttoned down. Now I send out another email with a new date, with directions for everyone on how to get there and a time to meet. I asked everyone to RSVP and REPLY ALL so everyone can see the comments and figure out this isn’t going to work.

I so far got about 5 phone calls and 4 emails about the date. I might make one last attempt to get the girls together but then I give up. I’m going to commit suicide after that.

Why is it when I get together with guys it goes like this:

WANT TO GET TOGETHER? Sure

OK, MONDAY AT 5pm AT MCDONALDS: See you there

That is the end of emails and everyone shows up. With the girls, it’s just one email after another and this just proves my theory. Why is it so difficult?



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