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| - Love the Chicken Crispers! The staff is always friendly and fast. My stories make the restaurant not just a place to eat food, but a destination and hangout. Additionally, it's a great place for a date.
The only Chili's date I've ever had was in October 2005 at lunchtime with Shauna. The date went well although not exceptionally well. The highlight was at the end in the parking lot. She told me she liked my Pro-Bush policy sticker on my car thinking it was funny (Yes, I still liked President Bush in 2005, but by 2008, I realized Bush was mostly a failure. However, I still support that particular policy today). I told her that I was nervous about mentioning politics because I figured you might be a liberal. The parking lot was the best part of the date.
I'd like to have an even better date story at Chili's in 2010 with Aubrey; we just had our third date tonight, which went very well and seems to be a bidding relationship.
Another memory of Chili's was also in Fall 2005 while at ASU. I would hang out with friends from my major between my afternoon and walk to my evening class next door in the Design Building. An El Presidente Margarita or two made my Environmental Planning class much more interesting.
One day in September 2005, one month before the Shauna date, I told the server, Angela, "Has anyone told you that you look like Lindsay Lohan?"
She smiled saying, "Yes, I get that all the time."
Wittingly, I had the perfect response. "Except your more pretty than her."
Blushing, she said, "Thanks, that is so sweet of you."
My friends said that I had major guts. We all left to go to our environmental planning class, but the story does not end there.
The night class was practically next door to the Chili's. For the first 30 minutes of class, we met our groups. I told the group that I had to use the restroom, but I actually ran back to Chili's. I had an ingenious plan. I ran back in and dropped my CPS unit on the ground where I was sitting.
When Angela came out, I told her, "I came back because I left my CPS unit here."
She said, "I'll go back and look in lost and found."
After she went to lost and found, I picked it up, and she came back about three minutes later. I said, "Oh, never mind, I found it."
She said, "Usually, they are really good about retrieving left items."
I said, "Hey, Angela, you seem really cool. Do you want to get coffee sometime?"
Of course it was the same old story, "I have a boyfriend."
And I said, "I didn't know, but it was worth a try, right?"
She totally agreed.
The conclusion to draw from my story is that somehow I graduated Magna Cum Laude from ASU in May 2006 after leaving class and pulling a stunt like that.
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