WHADYATHINK? Oh lotsa things!
HALLO DAHHLINGS! Welcome to Raymi’s Guide to “being that girl” which entails being a spokesmodel for as many high quality, elite, fun and cutting edge things as one girl can manage. The prettier you are, the more they want you so go game show. Picture yourself as a 6 foot cardboard dork holding a tennis ball or something ahahhaha. now, REALIZE that vision!
dress for a nightclub in the day.
holy crap i am an amazon. tsk tsk my dress string.
i suggested BOOM bikinis. guess where we’d put the yolks.
i also named a new menu item they launched. it’s a pun. no one could guess what it was when i asked on twitter: spanish fun guy is A CHORIZO SAUSAGE ROLLED IN A MUSHROOM OMELETTE.
i love that patio. very resort feeling.
look at my deformed dancer’s toes.
i brush up on norway and tony shows me a comic he posted that offended a customer that they had to take down. it was of a baby chick chirping at an egg yolk and well look.
spanish fun guy comes with all the fixings. the potato frites are delicious, pre-salt seasoned with rosemary mmm deadly.
i had the NICE WHITE TUNA – (delicious!) Albacore white tuna, hard boiled egg and guacamole dressed with lettuce and olives.
it took awhile to finish. but that i did. then i went on a mental case run.
i look like one of the muppets. don’t be jealous now.
it is a delicious sandwich. i wanted to try for the iconic paris hilton hamburger photo but i was afraid the sandwich would accordion open onto the patio.
testing the fun guy.
it’s spicy. i likey.
SHE’S A LADY WOAH OH OAH SHE’S A LAAADY!
yum yum yum hey where did the other half of my sandwich go?
hey where did my sunglasses go? hey where did my youth go? hahaa.
that’s not flab it’s a rippling abdominal muscle but anyway on the way in colleague makes a nipple remark and i look down and go ohhhh riiiight. had a mini cardigan but i was kind of secretly resentful cos i typically play it sharon stone, why do people have to comment on that i don’t care if you see it i can have my shirt off altogether if i goddamn want right? i felt like he was slightly sabotaging my confidence in a manner and i merely swatted it away. don’t knock my game when the show is about to go on ever again dude seriously. also speaking of colleague, i read in a thread someone tried to slander me and say i don’t have any colleagues it’s just my friends taking my photos and yet if it was my friends why aren’t any of them in these photos with me? and if i don’t have a colleague who is hooking up all of my friends by proxy/way of/courtesy me? i love it when you try to make me your villain you swine.
and now that i am finished my diva rant for the time being lets talk about the new WHADYATHINK? FEEDBACK app that BOOM has at all three locations and when you’re done (only takes a minute) you get to claim your prize. mine was a Cappuccino Freddo (a slushy coffee drink which also contributed to the most epic run of my LIFE afterward) aaand all you do is answer the questionnaire about the service you received at boom, it gets emailed directly to tony, awesome eh. no feedback cards i totally wish the hotel we just stayed at had one of these because now i have to fill out my complaint the old fashioned way that i’m sure some smug prick will just pitch. ok lets see me do it!
don’t think too hard now you are not being graded on this. but it was hard to remember if we had been greeted or not within 1-5 minutes because they saw us coming a mile down the road, and then waiting at the lights. i kind of stood out a little up there on st. clair.
30 seconds how’s about that!
look i am pointing really good here right? it’s from all that imaginary holding a tennis ball practise. pays off.
how clean is boom? spotless.
then say something extra like I LOVE RAYMI! or RAYMI SUCKS! or THANKS FOR THE GENEROUS RAYMI D LIST COURTESY (DISCOUNT!) JUST BY SAYING HER NAME TO OUR SERVER. HST FREE! i can’t stop caps locking sorry.
done and done they make the best coffee.
my little pink swarovski bracelet exploded on me in the hotel i have all the beads still though.
going in to collect my freddo. speaking of, don’t i belong on an italian gameshow shaking my behind and other such self-exploitative nonsense? yes? hell yes?
i look like a halloween scarecrow creature.
ZAP BLAMMO TADA!
woah intense cuckomungo but yeah, get a classy diner joint under your belt girls and you’re gettin’ there.
oh hey what’s up haha weird!
if all else fails you can pick up a baby boomer at any of the locations take your pick. butter up tony, he’s eccentric, biting, endearing and kind. these are his glasses.
til next time buddies. xoxo
wish me luck i’m climbing a mountain today!