huh?

saturday night i needed to dance. jet told me we were going to blow pony and i of course said yes. jill picked us up and the song on the radio was "off the wall" which is not only my favorite michael jackson song but it's a great start to my night, always. i was stoked. jet had poured champagne into a water bottle and we shared it on the way to the club. car party! don't worry, the driver did not drink ... until we got there. of course there's a long line but once we get inside it's not as packed as i was afraid it would be. we danced. we drank some more. jet gave me half a xanax. i was relaxed and dancing was just what i needed. we left when it was close to 2:00am and started walking back to the house, along sandy blvd. jet and emile want donuts so we stop at voodoo, pick up said donuts and then walk the rest of the way up sandy.

as we're shoving our respective donuts into our mouths jet and emile are laughing about the name of where alex works: "lady secret fashion secrets" and taking turns saying it faster and faster. try it. it sounds really funny when you say it out loud, and try saying it as fast as you can. lady secret fashion secrets. ladysecretfashionsecrets. i can't do it very well and after stumbling over it a couple times i laughed along with them and then something weird happened.

this normal-looking guy on a cannondale bike with normal-looking clothing is standing there on the sidewalk. he stops me and asks "excuse me, do you know how to use a payphone?" it takes me a moment to realize he's serious. i look at him closely for a minute, yes he's serious. he looks really confused. this generic white guy, who looks to be in his early thirties and american, is asking how to use a payphone. so i try to keep a straight face and say "um, yeah. you need change to put in the payphone so you can dial out a number. do you have change?" he looks at me confused again and says he has no change. at this time jet and emile finally pick up on me talking to someone and before they can interject i thumb over my shoulder in the general direction behind us and tell him to get some change at the donut store over there and find a payphone. then i start walking in the other direction, motioning the girls to walk with me.

i say to jet and emile, "did you hear that? he asked me how to use a payphone." they said yes, they thought they heard that but it was too strange, too unbelievable. he looked like a normal guy. he was older. he's been around long enough to know how to use a payphone. we then thought maybe he was being awkward about asking to use one of our cell phones but i don't think so. it was too weird. besides, we all know not to let a random use our cell phone. that's just stupid.

i haven't had a thing like that happen to me in a long time. i need to get out and walk the streets more. no, not like that. get your mind out of the gutter.