It's Christmas! Seriously...I have a bowling ball! YEAH baby! Finally I made it to the pro shop when they were open and low and behold, they had a ball there just.for.me. Not too girly, really cool. And, as you may have guessed...I love it like I would marry it. It's going to sit VERY nicely inside my newly acquired Steelers bowling bag that Jimmer made fun of me for buying even though I didn't have a ball. Whatever. I do now. And tomorrow is bowling night. It's all coming together.
BRILLIANT.
BillSteveJimbo the pro shop guy was uber-nice, even if I'm pretty sure he thought I was strange.
"I need a bowling ball" I said.
"Great, what kind are you looking for? Something with hook, frizzle*, frazzle*...whathaveyou?"
"Ummmm....I don't really know about any of that. I need something better than the house ball I'm using now."
"What weight?"
"10 lbs."
"Really?"
Okay, I realize I might look beefy and strong , but I'm not...weakest arms ever. For real.
"Yes, I'm a sissy girl...everyone keeps tell me I should be throwing a 12, but I really can't"
"10 lbs it is"
I find the perfect sparkly, but not girly ball and he has it in a 10-pounder. BRILLIANT. He measures my fingers, my hand. Asks me if I want my NAME on it.
"How much extra does that cost?"
He wrinkles his nose and shakes his head.
"Nothing??"
"Yeah, nothing"
SCORE! Of COURSE I want my name on my ball! Who doesn't???
So he fits this shop ball with my thumb size and says "Okay sissy girl, this is a 13 pounder, use both hands and pick it up and see if that grip works for you."
I love this man.
All for the low-low price of $58. YES! Aaaaaaaand, he can do it while I wait. Super-double-score. AND I got a free game card. ROCKIN! If I wasn't on my lunch hour, I swear I would have bellied up to the counter and turned in that card and bowled a game with my new ball, even in my long black skirt. Can't you see it? Me rocking my new ball in my work clothes and rental shoes. Note to self, must keep shoes in car from now on, just in case I get the urge to throw a few frames. HA! Look at me making up the lingo. Good times.
So he gets done with the ball and he boxes it up..."anything else? You got shoes?"
"I have the rockingest pair of old school Dexters and I love them"
Needless to say, he just shook his head at me. But he laughed while he did it, so that's good. I shook his hand and told him he made my day and floated out of the pro shop. It's a beautiful Wednesday folks.
*these are totally made up - I have no idea what he said...buncha bowling mumbo jumbo. I don't want to discredit my totally awesome pro shop man
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Do we get to see a picture???
What is the theme this week for bowling?
What pro shop where you at???
HA! I told someone that I'm going to have to have my team take my picture tomorrow so you guys can see it.
Tomorrow is pink night. Must wear pink.
I went to the pro shop in the Stardust II on 30. That dude was awesomely nice.
You are so super gay.
Don't worry sister, the last time I went bowling I used a 10 pound ball and ended up on the floor writhing in pain because my back went out!!!! Right when I swung my arm back to roll the ball it seized up and I dropped to the ground. True story. You are way cooler than me because you can actually USE the 10 pound ball.
Oh Kathy - you're so right. :) I put my ball in my Steelers bag last night - it was very exciting.
Eileen - so far I haven't done anything embarrassing at bowling night. I haven't thrown the ball behind me, I haven't fallen after release...keep your fingers crossed that I can keep this up.
well, tonight is the night, you got the shoes and you got the ball, be sure to let us know how it goes
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