How’m I supposed to get a tan in my pajamas?!

You know, I wish I had taken this picture… but then again, maybe I’ll get some like it in a few weeks =P I haven’t mentioned on here that there’s a Hawaii trip planned that I will be taking part in. It’ll be me, Jefe, and a bunch of fam for 7 days on the north shore of Oahu (Turtle Bay). I can finally see the light at the end of the proverbial tunnel (for school anyways), and I’m starting to get excited for Hawaii. I’ve never been before, it should be awesome, and fortunately I have a 1GB memory card and plenty of backup storage so taking pics will not be an issue, heh.

So on to the topic of tanning, from the post title. I’m sitting here at my desk, which is right next to my boss’s desk this. This morning I heard him on the phone with someone apparently at his tanning salon that he runs on the side. “Holy crap, is the building going to explode or something?!”

After the phone conversation he proceeds to tell me about how some Toyata truck has just SMASHED into the Ruby Tuesdays downtown (it’s no longer in business, good thing huh?) and how the truck was COMPLETELY inside the building. Apparently the driver was even a customer at the tanning salon. The first theory was that the guy was high or something, and then later I thought I heard him say that it was a high speed police chase, to which I responded “how do you like having criminals tan there eh?” To which he responds and tells me “that’s nothing”, and proceeds to tell me about this other crazy guy that comes in to tan. Here’s the description of crazy tanning guy (paraphrased, oh that I had a photographic memory– my boss is hilarious by the way):

“He’s 6’4″, weighs about 4 pounds! and he’s a CONSTRUCTION WORKER. He’s already tanner than tan, and he comes tanning regularly! Um, yeah– leather skin, he’s gross. He always comes in and tells us about how he was in jail for trying to kill the man who raped his daughter. Lately he’s been telling us about how he’s rich now because he bought a mine and has been mining gold from it. Now he’s saying that he’s sick of doing things for other people and he’s just going to do things for himself– he’s going to go tanning and get a new set of teeth.” Um, yeah– sounds like leathery tanning freak maybe a few bricks short of a load. On top of that, he had me laughing about how when he first opened the place, they used to have a deal where your first tan was free, and all these homeless people would come in to get their free tan. Hello?

Bwahahaha! Oh man there are some crazies out there. Figures you’d find them down town– I have no doubt there are even more crazies in bigger cities, oh what I miss out on living in the suburbs. I got accosted by crazies every now and then in Korea, fun times. At least I was never groped by one like some people I know….

Anyways, yeah I’m so not tan and fat chance of me being even remotely tan before I get to Hawaii. I’ll just have to try not to get crispy early on… that would suck to be roasted the whole trip.