T.M.I.

This blog, for some you might be a little T.M.I (too much info)! But I have to share it!!


So here it goes....this Tuesday I went to the tanning salon in College Station to get the whole registration and whatever set up. You should have seen me, I'm GHOSTLY white. Anyways, so after about 20 minutes of filling out papers blah blah blah the lady at the front desk instructs me to go to tanning bed 14, second hall on your right. My first though it Holy Cow you guys must have a lot of tanning beds! Second thought, obviously I skipped out on this one. Like I always do before I tan, I got undressed and applied my fruity-tooty lotion. Even though my mother has always told me not to tan this way, I was well....in the buff. I turn to get into the tanning bed, and THEN my door opens, and I was standing in the DIRECT LINE OF VISION. Ohh no, someone just saw me naked! But you know what was much much worse...it was a guy! He automatically shut the door and stuttered out the words I'm so sorry. Next thing I hear is my little intercom in the room come on and say..."yes who's in this room" I responded and said "Mattie, is this not my room."

This is the part that my second thought was skipped. I had gone into room 15, instead of 14. Oops. My third thought that was skipped was obviously to lock the door. Oh, the things you don't learn from a small town! I had to do a walk of shame out of the room, across the hall, only to see my peeper friend standing there in all his shame.

The only thing that let me go to sleep that night was this thought: If he is a guy, in a tanning salon, and walks into a room with a girl not dressed, and immediately slams the door....well he had to be gay! :)