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When Tara Met Blog
Sunday, March 20, 2005
I left my cell in Hoboken
Better than my heart I suppose.

Last night, I went to Hoboken, New Jersey for the first time. I went via the Path Train, which is only a 14-min train ride from Manhattan. Hoboken is considered the hot spot for 20-somethings, but it was too much of a college boozing town for me. I was told that I looked like Sarah Jessica Parker by two guys, that was kinda cool, lol.

My friend and I ended up at Bahama Mamma's which had tiki-hut decorated bars and hiphop music. My friend, Stef had dancing fever because she danced for 2 hours on a raised platform, she dragged me up several times, but man it felt like a workout, I don't know how she was able to last that long.

Later, while jumping like a mock cheerleader to "Hey Mickey," the strap of my little Coach bag broke and crashed to the floor. I immediately gathered the contents that scattered across the dance floor, like my business cards.

An hour later on the Path train back to the city I realized my cell phone was missing (the third, mind you, in 6 months). So having no choice, I headed back to Hoboken for the 2nd time that night and begged the bouncer to let me back in without paying a cover. The bartenders said they did find a cell phone and I was so relieved until they handed me a Nokia and mine is an LG flip phone. Looking out of place, with my long winter jacket on, I went down on my knees onto the sticky floor near the dancing platform looking for my cell phone. A couple of guys were at first alarmed by my behavior but then asked me what I was looking for. When I explained that I dropped my phone, they gave me the 'good luck you drunk bimbo' look. I was just about to give up when I spotted my phone in the corner near a Heineken bottle. Relief is beyond the feeling that washed over me. I even hugged the mean guys who were pretending to help me, they kept repeating "your lucky" and indeed I was. One of the guys also said, "now that you got your phone why don't I give you my number." I laughed and headed for the train back to Manhattan yet again. When I got back I extensively cleaned my cell phone so now it is sticky and germ free.

Click Here to find out how I ruined my first phone.

Posted by Tara at 10:44 AM PST
Updated: Tuesday, March 22, 2005 4:42 PM PST

Monday, March 21, 2005 - 1:45 AM PST

Name: Lorianne
Home Page: http://www.hoardedordinaries.com

What a funny (since it ended happily!) story. You had me chuckling when you mentioned dancing to "Hey Mickey": I can't remember the last time I heard *that* timeless classic! :-)

Tuesday, March 22, 2005 - 6:36 AM PST

Name: Master Foley
Home Page: http://masterfoley.blogspot.com

Sounds like a better ending then the begining of my morning.
Couldnt get off my exit because of a Semi, so I had to take the next exit and loop around. Then I was almost to work and gopt pulled over for doing 70 in a 55. I was so not going 70 maybe 65.

Tuesday, March 22, 2005 - 10:49 AM PST

Name: Tara

Yikes, sorry about the ticket Master Foley, that really sucks. I've been there and I wasnt doing the speed they said either, I hate that.

good luck,
~Tara

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