Here's some context.
After leaving the office at some ridiculously late hour (even though I hadn't been drinking at work, despite an officially-sanctioned launch party), I went to Carpool in Herndon, which happens to be our kickball sponsor bar.
This, despite the fact that I play on a Wednesday night team, and today was Thursday.
Yes, I went to the sponsor bar for a kickball postgame, even though it wasn't my night.
I was that guy.
Anyway, hung out with some of the fellas from BTA and Kickball Busters, as well as a bunch of other familar faces (who showed up at the bar, despite the rainout).
At some point, I was introduced to a tall (5'9ish in heels, I'm not too good with the heights), hot, blonde, and by all accounts, batshit insane woman (like, court order, bunny-killing crazy, not typical female-crazy). Yeah, whatever.
At some later point (and I may have asked and acquiesced, recollection became hazy at some point), she actually picked me up, physically, and spun me around, not once, but twice.
The first time was maybe a 540, tops, but the second time, moments later, must have been 2 or 3 full revolutions. It was dizzying.
Apparently, there were also photos taken.
You know what they say about crazy girls:
Crazy in the head, crazy in the bed.
Anyway, call it timidness or an attack of good sense, but I managed to extricate myself.
As I was leaving, I happened to notice that the crazy tall blonde woman was sitting on the floor, leaning up against the wall, just outside the door to the bar.
Eyes forward, walk briskly, don't run, get away clean.
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