hihi, die louise. am samstag hat sie im walkabout (was ja anscheinend unsere einzige beschaeftigung am samstagabend geworden ist...) nen typen abgeschleppt. miri, aus albanien... am montag hatte sie dann quasi ein date mit ihm, wieder im "walkie (wie er es so schoen nennt). vorher ist sie mit shanna essen gewesen und hat sie auch gebeten, mit ins walkabout zu kommen. ich hab mich dann mit shanna verabredet, auch dahin zu kommen.
interessanterweise kennt der halbe seniorstaff diesen typen, da ein ex-HA mit dem cousin von ihm zusammen war. hm.
beim abendessen vorher hat doreen (chef) die story, where the best, where they had to pick up the walkie NEN bewusstlosgesoffenen HA and has asked the next morning, who vomited on her things.
then she thing unpacked the great who have their friends from the police gave her, so that we little girls are also safe: tablets, is possible to determine with which one, if a drug were tipped drink in, so ne broschuere and - most great - such a personal alarm that you wear on your arm and if you are threatened you push the button and it beeps loudly.
I'm all for the packed lunch in the bag and made me the way to my date with shanna. she sat quite bloed auf'm taeubchen sofa with the two. we have the two in their comfort zone and let us down at a table in the middle. I've shown shanna then my guess is. It came as it had to: shanna must press all the buttons you see. the thing that is super loud beeps, all eyes were upon us. to dim to the tone somehow we have thrown us half on the beeper, and I have somehow taken out of the button.
well, louise is then to miri went back home (where it is now again) and the two of us are back anstandswauwaus getuckert in our hundehuette.
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