First and foremost I must tell you about my free burrito from Boloco.
My work BFF, Nicole and I were having trouble deciding whether or not we wanted to commit to the trek all the way from Kendall Square to Newbury Street in order to indulge in the free deliciousness that Boloco was offering. However, we came to the conclusion that pretty much anything free (especially food) is worth trekking anywhere for.
We hopped on the red line, chatting away, when we were interrupted by a woman making an announcement (and no, she wasn’t a conductor.) She gave us her whole schpeal, her pregnant 17-year-old niece was waiting for her at South Station, got her bus money stolen, needed more money, etc etc.. Suddenly the guy sitting in front of where we were standing, pops up in our face and shouts to her that he was on his way to South Station and he could help her out. She shouted back at him, said she wasn’t gonna give him sexual favors in return (mind you, there was a good 20 people squished in between this ‘across the car’ conversation) and he said he didn’t need any at the moment anyway. It got both awkward and inappropriate real quick…
Finally we arrived at Boloco and got our free burritos surprisingly fast! The burrito was perfection. If you don’t like cilantro I would have to recommend ordering one without the salsa because it has a decent amount of cilantro packed in there. I <3 cilantro so I was happy as a clam.
On our way back to Kendall we luckily got on the T where another announcement was made (by a non-conductor.) A guy in his early twenties requested that we tell him if any of us were sick (oh sure, let’s all start sharing our personal struggles with total strangers on our lunch break on a Wednesday afternoon.) He wanted to know if we were sick because he would pray with us – then and there - in order to heal us, because Jesus doesn’t like sickness (good to know.) Next his friend, a girl around the same age approached Nicole and I to tell us that when we stepped on the T she could feel the spirit of the Lord with us (must have been the burritos), that the Lord was present with us (she got on the T after us by the way.) She even gave us a comic book about a man going to hell because of all his sins. Score!
After work I met up with Colin for the Celtics/Grizzlies game, all pumped up. We did our usual pre-game ritual of seeing how many slices of pizza/how many beers we can consume before tip-off at Half-time Pizza (it was delicious as per usual.) We headed into the Garden and thus the embarrassment began. The Celtics were down 21 points halfway through the second quarter. It looked like we were gonna turn it around, maybe think about putting in enough energy and effort into making a come back, but no. We ended the first half down by 22 and successfully lost the game by 20.
It was a truly disappointing game. They looked like my CYO basketball team. They were throwing up whatever shots they wanted, their lack of enthusiasm and intensity was visible and the defense was utterly nonexistent. They lost to the Memphis Grizzlies! The Celtics need help asap.
The highlight of the evening – when a man came down to our seats to notify Colin that his bid won. Colin had randomly bid $250 on a huge Bill Russell/Red Auerbach picture, thinking that someone would obviously out bid him because the picture was so awesome. Surprisingly (sarcasm) no one out bid him and he was the lucky winner! The shock on his face was priceless (actually it was about $250.) I didn’t know I was dating such a high rolling big shot! I felt so proud the whole crowded ride home on the green line lugging that big ol’ picture with us, answering peoples questions and smiling when they stared. The Celtics might have lost, but Colin sure did win!
Exhibit A – 
Colin lugging his picture through the Garden.
Exhibit B – 
Colin proudly posing with his new piece of art.
The burrito was good, the Celtics were bad and tomorrow is Thursday. It’s almost the weekend and that’s always a good thing!
