I love going to "the club"

Last Friday, I went shopping with Scott and Adam. Well, mostly we walked around looking for "gray jeans" for Scott.

We went in one of my least favorite stores, Abercrombie & Fitch. I know, I know, A & F is gay heaven. But, I just don't like it. I call it "the club" because they play their music so f$#king loud!

We walk in and the salesgirl-for the first time ever!-approached us and said, "Can I help you?" I was so shocked that an employee acutally talked to us, I didn't know what to say!

After I recovered, I told her that my friend (Scott) was looking for gray jeans. She said, "Mens or Womens?" Scott said, "Either."

As Scott and the salesgirl were talking about jeans, Adam said, "We have to leave. Now."

"Why do we have to leave Adam? Usually you aren't embarassed by 'there is always one,'" I replied.

"Because it's the one I had an affair with."

"Ew," I said.

Meanwhile, I stopped listening to Adam and overheard Scott and the salesgirl talking.

"What kind of jeans are your favorite?" she asked.

"Oh, Sevens," Scott replied.

"Yeah, me too," she said.

How gay.

Then, we had to leave the store because Adam didn't want to see the guy he had "an affair" with and his partner. Double ew.

Oh, and Adam "works" at A & F. He actually tells guys that he does.