Irony
I am going to start off by saying, that I had a great time with Arielle on Saturday. Now, to the LOL’s. As you all know, I was at the Under Armour fitness model search. Alright we get there at 7:45am and the first thing we seen was a bunch of kids. I mean they were everywhere. The adult men were like… yeah. Only one guy was comp.
So, I was like whatever. Let’ see where this goes. I feel out the form and get my height checked. The lady is like 72 inches. I am like what? She, said " yeah your 6 ft tall." I was like now that’s tight. I always wanted to be 6ft tall. 
Anyway, I am told to go to the back. When I get back there, I am asked to change into their clothing which consist of a shirt and some shorts. I put the clothes and I am like, I look good. 
I step out of the fitting room and I look at this lady writing on some papers. She glances and immediately stops what she is doing to look. Mind you, the comp guy was there at the time and some girl. So, I guess I looked interesting.
I am told to hold up a sign with my name on and take a picture. I take the picture with a soft smile. The next picture is taken with no sign and I give another soft smile. Now, here is the kicker. They take more measurements… chest 39 1/2 inches, waist 30 1/2 inches… WAIT WHAT! Waist 30 1/2 inches! This is with damn large shorts on. The lady was like, you’re small. I just looked at her.
So, now his the irony of the whole situation. I was wearing size 46 pants. Now, I get to a certain point and told that I maybe too small? All I could say is wow, and be weary what you wish for! LOL! Oh well, those are the breaks. All is not lost, she said they make exceptions all the time and not too worry.
