3 Days, 3 States...
900 miles...
A vacation, without the resting and rather just the time off of work..to do other things....
so I took a little trip, well, depends on how small you want to make it really - I think traveling close to 900 miles, making my rounds through three states, into a couple major cities in 53 hours can be considered little to some, and larger to others..how it got started
Tuesday:
So on Tuesday, I worked a morning shift at the OG..it actually was somewhat busy for the couple of hours I was there..but CT's were cut before anyone else due to the meeting at three..I actually reached the next level in the beverage competition on that matter, go me..anyways, shortly before three headed on over to Smokey Bones for the little CT meeting..all went well? whatever, found an interesting fact out..apparently Darden (the mother company of OG..) buys so much lobster, it actually sets the prices for the world on it..amazing...I got Matt B to pick up my night shift moments before going back in, which gave me plenty of time to get ready for my big trip..(note how I said big)
one thing I did while getting ready was I had UofM reactivate my mailing account...and the first thing I did was get on Facebook...I know..I am so fucking lame...after that I got a kinda late start to my newly appointed time schedule, was on the road by 730..ready to take on the 350 miles to AA... but the funny thing was, as I was leaving to go, something felt horribly wrong..it was like I was sad to go..which is just stupid.
the trip was long, took me 5 hours only because I found myself doing the speed limit and never had a partner on the roads..it was lame...I rolled into Ypsi about 1230, making it on over to Christina's on EMU campus. I ordered food, some crazy 16" sub thing from a pizza place, it was awesome..but I was only with this girl for an hour before I realized why I only see her every two years, and only for a couple hours at a time...I know I put up with a lot of shit, especially from girls, or so people love to tell me, but this girl actually had me pulling my hair out..I could not stand being around her, and I wasn't attracted to it either..so it was mind-numbing, but I managed, as I always do..
Wednesday:
So I woke up in the morning, made it over to UofM campus by 1030 and started to get the ball rolling...I got a campus map having literally lost all sense of direction for that campus and bought a whole bunch of stuff at the Union's bookstore..from there it was onto getting a fresh new ID, then make it to my 11 appointment with some adviser. the meeting was good, helped me even though most of it went like this, "does that makes sense?" - "yeah, in fact I finished the other half of the sentence for you..since you were failing to do so..." anyways, it got things prioritized for me, found out what schedule I should be aiming for as well. went over to the Poli-Sci department where I was faced with this extreme feminist bitch who had some sort of rod up her ass....anyways, I pushed through her rudeness and was on my way..walked around campus for just a bit, taking pictures, walking through the Diag where they were having the Taste of Michigan going on, it was cute. then it was back on the road for me...
while on the road I did partake in an over the phone interview for a summer job, it was cool, all went well, I wowed them, as always, and I got the job...but is it what I want.....
I made it into Chicago by 400, a good hour and a half later than what I was shooting for, but whatevs..I met up wit Brooke, we talked for a bit then we went for a walk..we made it over to 435dfgdfg and had a wonderful Deep Dish Pizza..from there Brooke made me go to her improv rehearsal thing, I sat and watched them play some game for an hour then it was back to her place. we made a quick stop at the liquor store, which is sadly enough just a block away if not less than her front steps, and were off to the "Ghettoplex" to watch V for Vendetta..the movie was alright, I liked the sentiment but they really didn't try at all to mask the illusions they were going for - they spelled it out as if we were all retarded..it had some good speeches, but no one-liners..not even the wine we smuggled in could have made me appreciate the movie any more..
after the movie we went over to one of her friend's places which was just around the corner from the movie theater. we stayed there a really long time, we had some beverages, people smoked hookah, we listed to old school tunes, but I think we stayed there too long..I started falling asleep in the chair due to the alcohol and lack of stimuli...so somewhere after 330am we went back to her place to call it a night.
Thursday:
I slept in til 11 or so, Brooke having to go to class in the morning but coming back to wake me up..I gathered my things, and things started to get not so cool between her and myself...I don't know if she was upset I had to go or what, but there definitely was a tension in the air, so whatever she had to go to class and I went back on the road towards Lynwood.
I got to my grandparents house around 230 and they were everso pleased to see me...I hadn't been there since mid-December and probably hadn't spoken to them or contacted them since January..sad I know...well we talked for a long time, I had a lot of news to tell them, all happening recently so it wasn't like I was holding out or anything..and then we ordered the pizza I was craving for awhile, stupid aurelio's..I never really liked their pizza so much, but for some reason I had been dying for it the past month or so..we ordered it, the sauce wasn't pasty on the edges like how I wanted it, and remembered, but it was still good.
it was after 5 and I was back on the road. I took the long way over to 65, with a stop at a Dunkin Donuts to take home with me..the ride home was uneventful and boring..I didn't talk to anyone on the way down, just drove..made it back to Bloomington after 10, back in the same time zone, back home. I unwound, checked my messages and settled back into the Bloomington lifestyle...
the trip was good, got a lot of things accomplished, but still wasn't much of anytime to myself..sure I had plenty of time during the drives, but I just would rather be typing up some blogs, carelessly watching TV, or napping...
"It's easier to leave than to be left behind"
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Monday, March 27, 2006
Happy Birthday Shera!!!
21st and a Monday?
And you thought Monday birthday's were lame....
I am actually very pleased with the amount of things I accomplished today. I woke up before an alarm went off, actually did this twice, but got out of bed at 10, very good. I got online, ordered me a new pair of glasses, sent some emails to advisors, and to Cedar Point, showered, shaved, and was on my way to work...
work proved to be very lame..I had 3 tables..and I sat around for an hour after that just waiting to be cut..I said something to Steph the host and she said she'd risk it an let me go...only made $20, but I was in a really chipper mood, so it was all good. Ate a salad with a couple people, but was not there for very long..I was on my way to take care of more business..
drove down to the Hilton, applied and got another job on the spot..took my required tests, found out you can't park at the square on Saturdays, sent a couple more emails to schools, found out when the lease ends here, straightened things out with Isabelle, changed, and then was off to celebrate shera's 21st..with or without her...
21st and a Monday?
And you thought Monday birthday's were lame....
I am actually very pleased with the amount of things I accomplished today. I woke up before an alarm went off, actually did this twice, but got out of bed at 10, very good. I got online, ordered me a new pair of glasses, sent some emails to advisors, and to Cedar Point, showered, shaved, and was on my way to work...
work proved to be very lame..I had 3 tables..and I sat around for an hour after that just waiting to be cut..I said something to Steph the host and she said she'd risk it an let me go...only made $20, but I was in a really chipper mood, so it was all good. Ate a salad with a couple people, but was not there for very long..I was on my way to take care of more business..
drove down to the Hilton, applied and got another job on the spot..took my required tests, found out you can't park at the square on Saturdays, sent a couple more emails to schools, found out when the lease ends here, straightened things out with Isabelle, changed, and then was off to celebrate shera's 21st..with or without her...
Friday, March 24, 2006
Good God is is Saturday...
..and will this day ever end?
the longest time I've ever spent in that building, I should've built a cot...
After falling asleep somewhere around 2 last night, I awake at 7 dying of thirst, but ignore it and go back to sleep...and of course once 830 rolls around I can't get out of bed...then 855 rolls around and I'm sprinting out the door barely dressed. We had a newly appointed CT meeting at 9...followed by a leadership meeting..so by the time those were finished it was close to 11 - and in my head 11, 1130..might as well clock me on now...so from then on I served...
the morning was craptastic...I didn't record what I actually made, I tried to but had 5 open tickets and $40 worth of my money in a gift card due to a screw up on my part..I actually sold a lot of alcohol for the morning,which is good for this contest we are having..but the tips were crap..I think I made 60..I don't want to say yay or nay and that's having four tables at a time, but I know the tips were crap...
I worked straight through, as always, moved into the bar - yay for sections that don't allow for parties..and yay for the bar so no underagers come in to sit in my section (though I miss out on all the underage action if you know what I mean)
I have a complaint about one lady, quick story..she order water no ice - fine - but when I went to refill her glass with the pitcher, a couple ice cubes fell in, and I swear she said to me, "well that's nice, but can I have a glass without any ice" and that's when I lost all empathy and told her it would be a few minutes.
the bar was alright, nothing that really upset me - again not so good tippers tonight. there were stories elsewhere for me..
1) I ran TJ's food to 404, I get there, drop it off and then ask them if they wanted grated cheese, standard procedure..and they do, so as I am grating it they tell me I should sing with them while doing it.. they bust into some random Italian opera ting..so I'm totally lost..I tell them I don't know that one and they laugh..so as I go to grate cheese on their other entree I start singing, "who wears short shorts, bahbada dahdadada" and now all of Danzante is looking at me and they lose it..I tell from for whatever reason I had that song in my head all day...once word gets to the rest of the restaurant everyone couldn't believe it and it was the running joke of the night..
2) at the beginning of the evening I had to buss my own tables, why, who knows, there were three bussers on, but I think they just forgot the bar, anyways..I walk past two bussers and tell them I needed a table wiped down, amber replies which one and I let her know..so she literally stops talking, goes to the table, wipes it down, comes back, and starts up talking again...I had to reset it myself..now to her side, I did just say wipe it down, but as a busser I thought it was implied to reset it as well....
C) Three incidents with Cassidy - we were both waiting for a compri in the alley, and when one of them was finished we both went for it, me standing in front of it, her diving from my right. she slams into me and we both go tumbling into Tom the manager..who yells at both of us..and I never make eye contact and whimpering about how all I wanted to do was send some food...couple minutes later I walk up on a conversation between Cassidy and Chantel about boxing up guest's food in the back, I only caught the last half where cassidy made a smartass remark, but knowing how Chantel approaches things, I know it wasn't the best..Chantel later cam up to me and asked if she should apologize, and after talking to me she did..and lastly- I was getting breadsticks and for whatever reason my hand was turned out and looked like it was palming a basketball..weird I know, then Cassidy out of nowhere bends over to get a soup bowl, not intentional I know this because of her reaction...literally five seconds go by where I am trying to figure out why I have a handful of ass all of a sudden, so I squeeze ever so softly to let her know what she had done..she started to get a little tiffed, but I was like, you put it right there in my and, what was I gonna do..to which she replied with, you know if it was anybody else I would have flipped out..and I came back at her with, good, so I'm not getting fired (huge backstory to that!)
IV) So right at 9 or so TJ is cut and I am not..when just a few minutes ago he said he mentioned something to the managers stating after this wait is over he [TJ] and myself [Jason] are outty..makes sense, we both had been there since 9, only TJ had a break for a bit in between..so I am at the host stand looking at the who's who...then TJ comes over, and then Fabi..and we were sitting there talking, and no host is around at all...when all of a sudden Doug walks up kinda upset and asks us where we were on Thursday last week..we are dumbfounded, so he tells us we were all at the CT training meeting across the street..and how we were taught to lead by examples and this and that and basically calling us out very upsettingly..at which time the phone rings and I use that as my out..so later in the alley the three of us meet up once again, and TJ and Fabi are really upset about the confrontation we just had....so we start going off on it..then I exclaim, "I'll show them a mother fucking example" - goes to microphone - "attention, attention" to which point everyone is now waiting for me, expecting me to go off in some crazed rampage of a rant.."now the real question of the evening is simply, who wears short shorts, I mean com' on" - hilarity ensues...
%) and lastly, my last table of the evening, I was sat with moments before getting cut - actually they wanted to sit at 101, and the host came up to me as I was talking to a table to ask me if I was still on, yeah..so they get sat, they are a little weird but nice, teetering on annoying, but it was ok...and then they asked for a manager, apparently I rocked their faces off - they were very pleased with me. apparently the lady works in service and she knows when someone is just doing it for the money and doesn't care and when people are genuine...and apparently she saw genuine qualities coming from me? whatever..so we talked, she loved me...but then sat..and sat...all the closers were finished by 1030, and yet I still had the last table...I started to put up the bar stools at 1055 just to make them realize we were closings..I even made the joke to Fred how I was there this morning and took them down, and now I was putting them up...I was cut right after 915, but I was there til after 11...they did leave 15 on 50, very happy..making my total for the night to be somewhere around 160..not bad, but worth it???
I went home and just tried to relax..sat around for awhile and did nothing..amazing...I do it all again tomorrow!
"Who wears short shorts......"
..and will this day ever end?
the longest time I've ever spent in that building, I should've built a cot...
After falling asleep somewhere around 2 last night, I awake at 7 dying of thirst, but ignore it and go back to sleep...and of course once 830 rolls around I can't get out of bed...then 855 rolls around and I'm sprinting out the door barely dressed. We had a newly appointed CT meeting at 9...followed by a leadership meeting..so by the time those were finished it was close to 11 - and in my head 11, 1130..might as well clock me on now...so from then on I served...
the morning was craptastic...I didn't record what I actually made, I tried to but had 5 open tickets and $40 worth of my money in a gift card due to a screw up on my part..I actually sold a lot of alcohol for the morning,which is good for this contest we are having..but the tips were crap..I think I made 60..I don't want to say yay or nay and that's having four tables at a time, but I know the tips were crap...
I worked straight through, as always, moved into the bar - yay for sections that don't allow for parties..and yay for the bar so no underagers come in to sit in my section (though I miss out on all the underage action if you know what I mean)
I have a complaint about one lady, quick story..she order water no ice - fine - but when I went to refill her glass with the pitcher, a couple ice cubes fell in, and I swear she said to me, "well that's nice, but can I have a glass without any ice" and that's when I lost all empathy and told her it would be a few minutes.
the bar was alright, nothing that really upset me - again not so good tippers tonight. there were stories elsewhere for me..
1) I ran TJ's food to 404, I get there, drop it off and then ask them if they wanted grated cheese, standard procedure..and they do, so as I am grating it they tell me I should sing with them while doing it.. they bust into some random Italian opera ting..so I'm totally lost..I tell them I don't know that one and they laugh..so as I go to grate cheese on their other entree I start singing, "who wears short shorts, bahbada dahdadada" and now all of Danzante is looking at me and they lose it..I tell from for whatever reason I had that song in my head all day...once word gets to the rest of the restaurant everyone couldn't believe it and it was the running joke of the night..
2) at the beginning of the evening I had to buss my own tables, why, who knows, there were three bussers on, but I think they just forgot the bar, anyways..I walk past two bussers and tell them I needed a table wiped down, amber replies which one and I let her know..so she literally stops talking, goes to the table, wipes it down, comes back, and starts up talking again...I had to reset it myself..now to her side, I did just say wipe it down, but as a busser I thought it was implied to reset it as well....
C) Three incidents with Cassidy - we were both waiting for a compri in the alley, and when one of them was finished we both went for it, me standing in front of it, her diving from my right. she slams into me and we both go tumbling into Tom the manager..who yells at both of us..and I never make eye contact and whimpering about how all I wanted to do was send some food...couple minutes later I walk up on a conversation between Cassidy and Chantel about boxing up guest's food in the back, I only caught the last half where cassidy made a smartass remark, but knowing how Chantel approaches things, I know it wasn't the best..Chantel later cam up to me and asked if she should apologize, and after talking to me she did..and lastly- I was getting breadsticks and for whatever reason my hand was turned out and looked like it was palming a basketball..weird I know, then Cassidy out of nowhere bends over to get a soup bowl, not intentional I know this because of her reaction...literally five seconds go by where I am trying to figure out why I have a handful of ass all of a sudden, so I squeeze ever so softly to let her know what she had done..she started to get a little tiffed, but I was like, you put it right there in my and, what was I gonna do..to which she replied with, you know if it was anybody else I would have flipped out..and I came back at her with, good, so I'm not getting fired (huge backstory to that!)
IV) So right at 9 or so TJ is cut and I am not..when just a few minutes ago he said he mentioned something to the managers stating after this wait is over he [TJ] and myself [Jason] are outty..makes sense, we both had been there since 9, only TJ had a break for a bit in between..so I am at the host stand looking at the who's who...then TJ comes over, and then Fabi..and we were sitting there talking, and no host is around at all...when all of a sudden Doug walks up kinda upset and asks us where we were on Thursday last week..we are dumbfounded, so he tells us we were all at the CT training meeting across the street..and how we were taught to lead by examples and this and that and basically calling us out very upsettingly..at which time the phone rings and I use that as my out..so later in the alley the three of us meet up once again, and TJ and Fabi are really upset about the confrontation we just had....so we start going off on it..then I exclaim, "I'll show them a mother fucking example" - goes to microphone - "attention, attention" to which point everyone is now waiting for me, expecting me to go off in some crazed rampage of a rant.."now the real question of the evening is simply, who wears short shorts, I mean com' on" - hilarity ensues...
%) and lastly, my last table of the evening, I was sat with moments before getting cut - actually they wanted to sit at 101, and the host came up to me as I was talking to a table to ask me if I was still on, yeah..so they get sat, they are a little weird but nice, teetering on annoying, but it was ok...and then they asked for a manager, apparently I rocked their faces off - they were very pleased with me. apparently the lady works in service and she knows when someone is just doing it for the money and doesn't care and when people are genuine...and apparently she saw genuine qualities coming from me? whatever..so we talked, she loved me...but then sat..and sat...all the closers were finished by 1030, and yet I still had the last table...I started to put up the bar stools at 1055 just to make them realize we were closings..I even made the joke to Fred how I was there this morning and took them down, and now I was putting them up...I was cut right after 915, but I was there til after 11...they did leave 15 on 50, very happy..making my total for the night to be somewhere around 160..not bad, but worth it???
I went home and just tried to relax..sat around for awhile and did nothing..amazing...I do it all again tomorrow!
"Who wears short shorts......"
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Forget It...
..finally...
I'm taking a break from all the chaos and my everyday life, if just for a moment...
David went home today, I went to work in the afternoon..it was completely lame - the rumors of last night's events hadn't hit the OG just yet so I was in the clear, but my anger towards the world let everyone know what was up. Andrea came in and then went home, people were trying to piece together everything from last night but with two stupid incidents right next to each other people were thrown askew. I didn't make much though my first table did leave me a nice tip, 20 on 80, and I somehow called it too....
Rachann got sent home, she was a closer, but she was eating with us while she on the clock and had tables - there was a discussion and then the sending of her home..good god, if I have a heartache I wonder if I can sue OG for causing the stress...
I came home, I napped...I didn't go to class, but I remembered there was a test anyways, so whatever...I officially shut myself off from the world at 430, turning off the phone, leaving a shitty away message up, it was what I needed....and even though I was asked to work, and as much as I wanted to work..I needed my time..as lonely and depressing as it is..I couldn't stand having the drama come at me - and no offence to Dave or anything, I was going to play catch-up with myself on Wednesday, but instead I got to entertain Dave with my life..no problem really, I enjoy it when he comes down, makes me wish we lived near each other...
"...the world is dead to me, or vice versa, depends which side you're on..."
..finally...
I'm taking a break from all the chaos and my everyday life, if just for a moment...
David went home today, I went to work in the afternoon..it was completely lame - the rumors of last night's events hadn't hit the OG just yet so I was in the clear, but my anger towards the world let everyone know what was up. Andrea came in and then went home, people were trying to piece together everything from last night but with two stupid incidents right next to each other people were thrown askew. I didn't make much though my first table did leave me a nice tip, 20 on 80, and I somehow called it too....
Rachann got sent home, she was a closer, but she was eating with us while she on the clock and had tables - there was a discussion and then the sending of her home..good god, if I have a heartache I wonder if I can sue OG for causing the stress...
I came home, I napped...I didn't go to class, but I remembered there was a test anyways, so whatever...I officially shut myself off from the world at 430, turning off the phone, leaving a shitty away message up, it was what I needed....and even though I was asked to work, and as much as I wanted to work..I needed my time..as lonely and depressing as it is..I couldn't stand having the drama come at me - and no offence to Dave or anything, I was going to play catch-up with myself on Wednesday, but instead I got to entertain Dave with my life..no problem really, I enjoy it when he comes down, makes me wish we lived near each other...
"...the world is dead to me, or vice versa, depends which side you're on..."
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
WNDP???
or bust?
More like Wednesday Night Drama Party...sweet crap..
oh what a day it was...it all started off with an uneventful yet fulfilling morning; David and I sleeping in til noon..wasting around here trying to make a decision to do something, and by 5 we were out the door..original plan was to go to Panera Bread and then the mall, eating dinner at a restaurant later. but on the way to Panera we drove past Cheesburger in Paradise and our cravings for a cheesburger and a shake from earlier, all from the last bit of a dream I had, were rekindled.
we had a nice meal, we split a pitcher of mojitos, which was actually more expensive than our food somehow - it was actually quite upsetting, I mean it wasn't worth the $21, and I couldn't understand why it was so much...whatever, we left a good tip and made some friends wit the host staff...well, we were sitting right next to the stand and this loud girl, who's name was Logan, the other being Katie, would come over and make random conversation with us..I mean how could she resist two extremely atractive guys...they told me they would come to the OG to dine in my section either Friday or Saturday..I don't foresee it happening, but hey,it could happen....
I really wished Dave lived down here, or other way around, because then we'd be getting bitches left and right....
so from there we went over to the mall, stopped in Sam Goody for the store closing sale-a-thon..fixtures a FIVE dollars! we made our lap and headed back to my place to drink some more..I came up wit the brilliant idea that we needed a drink every hour on the hour no matter where we were....
so back at my place we had really strong gin and tonics, watched Ghost Hunters - and I came to realize what a skeptic Dave really is..he hates the show as much as I love it..absolutely intriguing...we waited around, Rachann was supposed to come over, but that never happened...however Andrea called and was at Sports trying to get a table..so we headed on over there, we literally walked in the door, Andrea grew impatient with waiting for a table and said let's move over to bluebird to get it started there...so whatever, we walked on over, the place was absolutely dead, I mean it was only 1030, and we sat down at a booth...
as the night drew on, the crowd trickled in..I sent out texts for everyone to meet up there, for what is our Wednesday ritual...and then the drama occurred....
Drapper all of a sudden sends me a text asking if I egged his and mindy's cars...this gets me infuriated because he asked if I did it, not if I knew anything about it...we have that conversation, I tell him if that's what a friend is fuck off..I understand that he as mad, I would be too, he just bought a new car..but random acts of violence, really? I'll TP, I'll Saran wrap, but egg....especially not to a friend...meanwhile mindy is calling me..she calls a total of eight times..and on the last call finally leaves a message...well I couldn't take calls because it was too loud..and she knows how pissed I get when you don't leave voicemails, so I'm wondering what the F the entire time...I come to find out that her voicemail was actually lame, it was calm and just wanted me to call her when I got around to it...ok...
so Dave gets up to use the bathroom, I move over to andrea's side and start talking to her about things she is going through..then I look up and I see mindy and Leah peering at me, mindy says harshly, "we need to talk, now" I tell her to sit next to me and she starts badgering me about if I egged her front door and left a note for her...I explain that Dave, who is sitting across from me laughing at the fact mindy came to hunt me down - which she got pissed about -, is still in town and I've been with him all day..she thought it was shady I didn't answer my phone for her but was sending out texts to other people...well for the record she hates it when she calls me and I text back to her, she hates texts for one, and b - to her that looks like a shady move just as well..
I say the line, "can you hear yourself right now, because I can't even hear myself think...and you wanted me to answer your calls how?" so we talk, the note, which wasn't in my handwriting, was on an assignment for an IU 200 level class, somehow pin-pointed to me because the use of three exclamation points and the phrase, "psycho bitch" - not my trademarks, but I can kinda see where she was going with it...
that coupled with the fact everyone told her that I was upset at her yesterday, and how the managers told her it was her that made me late Monday for the dinner made her think it was me even more....for the record she said she had to straighten that last part out wit the managers..Straighten what out..she was the reason I was late...grrrrrr
so we talked, eventually she calmed down, but she wants me to find out for her, do her dirty work, because the culprit who did it will be fired (if an OG employee) because the egging of the car happened on OG property...god she has the managers so far up her ass it's ridiculous...
I also throw in the fact that her and I still need to talk, as mentioned in a voicemail a couple days prior..she states how she hates talking with me because it always involves "us", and she feels as if I never listen to what she says because it's always the same thing over and over..she then tells me that we just have to pretend like she has a boyfriend and I have a girlfriend when we are around each other..yeah, that worked the first time....
and really, pretend...what's the fuck with that...that phrase right there indicates some ulterior motive, something that is being repressed..but god I look into things way too deeply..as long as they are there..
I also just realized that her and leah had a to pay a three dollar cover to come and hunt me down...now that's funny...
so she leaves and in walks Chase, I got up to use the bathroom and when I return Andrea is gone, I ask Dave where did she go and he replies saying Andrea saw someone she knew.."she wasn't supposed to.." but in her absence Dave and I made some friends yet again, these girls sat at our booth while their other friend was getting the beers, we told them it was totally cool to sit with us..we were talking, having a good time, and enter in Andrea..she wants to leave now and starts to grab her stuff...I told her that it was fine for her to go, but she wasn't driving..I didn't feel like sticking around, the place had gotten way too crowded anyways (Hope had wanted to join us much earlier but there was a line that wrapped around the building to get in..and chase said it took him 15 minutes to get a drink, which ended up being an incorrect order anyways....)
so I gave Dave andrea's keys, our departure was coincidentally right after one of the cute girl's introducing their boyfriend to us..and as we walk out I see chase and Jeff leaving..I run up to chase and try to distract him as Dave and Andrea walk by..words are exchanged, words got louder, and then the bomb was dropped..at this point Dave and I react quickly and pull the already distance separated two even moreso apart...I get chase to jeff's car and try to calm him down..after just a moment I let them go on their way and get to my car to drive home and hopefully meet up with the other two...
but Andrea wanted just to go home despite my attempts to try to get her here to have people around..so I'm at my place and Dave walks back from andrea's - I call her to make sure she's alright, no answer so I leave a short message..she calls me backing and is just in hysterics..I throw the phone to Dave to keep her on it while get clothes back on. we walked over to her place, which just so happens to be a block and a half away and we sit with her...we kept her company until 2 in the morning, trying to crack jokes, get her mind off of things, and as I saw she was falling asleep we headed back over to my place...
Dave and I stayed up for just a bit longer, watching Adult Swim, but soon crashed after that...our anticipation for a WNDP fell drastically short of anything real, everyone ditched us or cancelled out on our ritualistic tradition of Wednesday Bluebird, accusations of eggings were made, friendships teetered in the balance, disappointment filled the air just as packed as the people at the Bird, and drama..like god, was in everything...
"Why don't you get me pregnant again so I can have another miscarriage!!!"
or bust?
More like Wednesday Night Drama Party...sweet crap..
oh what a day it was...it all started off with an uneventful yet fulfilling morning; David and I sleeping in til noon..wasting around here trying to make a decision to do something, and by 5 we were out the door..original plan was to go to Panera Bread and then the mall, eating dinner at a restaurant later. but on the way to Panera we drove past Cheesburger in Paradise and our cravings for a cheesburger and a shake from earlier, all from the last bit of a dream I had, were rekindled.
we had a nice meal, we split a pitcher of mojitos, which was actually more expensive than our food somehow - it was actually quite upsetting, I mean it wasn't worth the $21, and I couldn't understand why it was so much...whatever, we left a good tip and made some friends wit the host staff...well, we were sitting right next to the stand and this loud girl, who's name was Logan, the other being Katie, would come over and make random conversation with us..I mean how could she resist two extremely atractive guys...they told me they would come to the OG to dine in my section either Friday or Saturday..I don't foresee it happening, but hey,it could happen....
I really wished Dave lived down here, or other way around, because then we'd be getting bitches left and right....
so from there we went over to the mall, stopped in Sam Goody for the store closing sale-a-thon..fixtures a FIVE dollars! we made our lap and headed back to my place to drink some more..I came up wit the brilliant idea that we needed a drink every hour on the hour no matter where we were....
so back at my place we had really strong gin and tonics, watched Ghost Hunters - and I came to realize what a skeptic Dave really is..he hates the show as much as I love it..absolutely intriguing...we waited around, Rachann was supposed to come over, but that never happened...however Andrea called and was at Sports trying to get a table..so we headed on over there, we literally walked in the door, Andrea grew impatient with waiting for a table and said let's move over to bluebird to get it started there...so whatever, we walked on over, the place was absolutely dead, I mean it was only 1030, and we sat down at a booth...
as the night drew on, the crowd trickled in..I sent out texts for everyone to meet up there, for what is our Wednesday ritual...and then the drama occurred....
Drapper all of a sudden sends me a text asking if I egged his and mindy's cars...this gets me infuriated because he asked if I did it, not if I knew anything about it...we have that conversation, I tell him if that's what a friend is fuck off..I understand that he as mad, I would be too, he just bought a new car..but random acts of violence, really? I'll TP, I'll Saran wrap, but egg....especially not to a friend...meanwhile mindy is calling me..she calls a total of eight times..and on the last call finally leaves a message...well I couldn't take calls because it was too loud..and she knows how pissed I get when you don't leave voicemails, so I'm wondering what the F the entire time...I come to find out that her voicemail was actually lame, it was calm and just wanted me to call her when I got around to it...ok...
so Dave gets up to use the bathroom, I move over to andrea's side and start talking to her about things she is going through..then I look up and I see mindy and Leah peering at me, mindy says harshly, "we need to talk, now" I tell her to sit next to me and she starts badgering me about if I egged her front door and left a note for her...I explain that Dave, who is sitting across from me laughing at the fact mindy came to hunt me down - which she got pissed about -, is still in town and I've been with him all day..she thought it was shady I didn't answer my phone for her but was sending out texts to other people...well for the record she hates it when she calls me and I text back to her, she hates texts for one, and b - to her that looks like a shady move just as well..
I say the line, "can you hear yourself right now, because I can't even hear myself think...and you wanted me to answer your calls how?" so we talk, the note, which wasn't in my handwriting, was on an assignment for an IU 200 level class, somehow pin-pointed to me because the use of three exclamation points and the phrase, "psycho bitch" - not my trademarks, but I can kinda see where she was going with it...
that coupled with the fact everyone told her that I was upset at her yesterday, and how the managers told her it was her that made me late Monday for the dinner made her think it was me even more....for the record she said she had to straighten that last part out wit the managers..Straighten what out..she was the reason I was late...grrrrrr
so we talked, eventually she calmed down, but she wants me to find out for her, do her dirty work, because the culprit who did it will be fired (if an OG employee) because the egging of the car happened on OG property...god she has the managers so far up her ass it's ridiculous...
I also throw in the fact that her and I still need to talk, as mentioned in a voicemail a couple days prior..she states how she hates talking with me because it always involves "us", and she feels as if I never listen to what she says because it's always the same thing over and over..she then tells me that we just have to pretend like she has a boyfriend and I have a girlfriend when we are around each other..yeah, that worked the first time....
and really, pretend...what's the fuck with that...that phrase right there indicates some ulterior motive, something that is being repressed..but god I look into things way too deeply..as long as they are there..
I also just realized that her and leah had a to pay a three dollar cover to come and hunt me down...now that's funny...
so she leaves and in walks Chase, I got up to use the bathroom and when I return Andrea is gone, I ask Dave where did she go and he replies saying Andrea saw someone she knew.."she wasn't supposed to.." but in her absence Dave and I made some friends yet again, these girls sat at our booth while their other friend was getting the beers, we told them it was totally cool to sit with us..we were talking, having a good time, and enter in Andrea..she wants to leave now and starts to grab her stuff...I told her that it was fine for her to go, but she wasn't driving..I didn't feel like sticking around, the place had gotten way too crowded anyways (Hope had wanted to join us much earlier but there was a line that wrapped around the building to get in..and chase said it took him 15 minutes to get a drink, which ended up being an incorrect order anyways....)
so I gave Dave andrea's keys, our departure was coincidentally right after one of the cute girl's introducing their boyfriend to us..and as we walk out I see chase and Jeff leaving..I run up to chase and try to distract him as Dave and Andrea walk by..words are exchanged, words got louder, and then the bomb was dropped..at this point Dave and I react quickly and pull the already distance separated two even moreso apart...I get chase to jeff's car and try to calm him down..after just a moment I let them go on their way and get to my car to drive home and hopefully meet up with the other two...
but Andrea wanted just to go home despite my attempts to try to get her here to have people around..so I'm at my place and Dave walks back from andrea's - I call her to make sure she's alright, no answer so I leave a short message..she calls me backing and is just in hysterics..I throw the phone to Dave to keep her on it while get clothes back on. we walked over to her place, which just so happens to be a block and a half away and we sit with her...we kept her company until 2 in the morning, trying to crack jokes, get her mind off of things, and as I saw she was falling asleep we headed back over to my place...
Dave and I stayed up for just a bit longer, watching Adult Swim, but soon crashed after that...our anticipation for a WNDP fell drastically short of anything real, everyone ditched us or cancelled out on our ritualistic tradition of Wednesday Bluebird, accusations of eggings were made, friendships teetered in the balance, disappointment filled the air just as packed as the people at the Bird, and drama..like god, was in everything...
"Why don't you get me pregnant again so I can have another miscarriage!!!"
To-Day's the Day...
..for something...
getting back into the swing of things...
waking up after only getting a few hours of sleep, with alcohol in your system the night prior is something I don't look to fondly on, well, unless it's Tuesday, then that means Monday night was a good time. I went to work at 1130, as I always do on Tuesdays - just one of the routine things I have to keep control of my life..it snowed last night, and by morning all the cars were covered with a heavy white blanket - something you don't expect on the second day of spring, but whatever.
I had to make a stop at Mindy's to get my uniform..she was almost out the door when she got my voicemail from the night prior asking her to either drop it off at my house or I'd stop by at 11 to get it..as I changed she gave me crap about being late, how matt the manager was upset I was late, and I found out she didn't cover for me. this made me a little upset..but on our way out she saw all the snow and didn't want to drive her car..she asked me what time I had to be at work, hoping it wasn't for another half hour or so so she could scam a ride out of me..but when I told her the time she told me to call off of work and just give her a ride to campus..I told her how I thought about just calling in the night before when I saw the snow falling, and had I called in, she wouldn't be seeing me now..
as I was walking into work, Rachann was walking out, she was a split and already cut - I thought this to be good news, thinking I would be cut soon as I was not a closer, and would be able to spend time it Dave, or just go to sleep, either way...well that was not the case...I was stuck there til 3, and it was a horrible day. I got upset with the way I was sat, I got upset with the needy ass people I was sat with, I got mad at the managers for razing me about Matt and I coming in the same time both wearing sport coats to the wine dinner last night...
in fact I overheard Doug talking to somebody about it and as I was passing I let out a loud, "Fuuuuuck youuuuu" right in the middle of the floor..everyone was in shock, but Doug walked away laughing, only to come up to me later to shake my hand for making him laugh. Doug later caught on that I was pissed about things and he tried to make it better..I wasn't made at him, I was mad at mindy for being such a jerk to me lately, and I was made at her for not covering for me last night, and I was mad at the fact Matt the manager was mad at me for being late...that and for getting crap about the other matt and I dressing alike..
so at the end of my shift I finally got to talk to Matt, and everything was cleared up...and the fact that mindy no longer cares about me became apparent then as well. I went home to find Dave napping in my bed..awwww - I should have cuddled up next to him but he was getting up as I walked in. we realized what time it was and made the decision to go to my Rock N Roll History II class, putting off eating for another 2 hours.
class was good, just wrapped up talking about Bob and we moved onto other Folk-rock artists..
..for something...
getting back into the swing of things...
waking up after only getting a few hours of sleep, with alcohol in your system the night prior is something I don't look to fondly on, well, unless it's Tuesday, then that means Monday night was a good time. I went to work at 1130, as I always do on Tuesdays - just one of the routine things I have to keep control of my life..it snowed last night, and by morning all the cars were covered with a heavy white blanket - something you don't expect on the second day of spring, but whatever.
I had to make a stop at Mindy's to get my uniform..she was almost out the door when she got my voicemail from the night prior asking her to either drop it off at my house or I'd stop by at 11 to get it..as I changed she gave me crap about being late, how matt the manager was upset I was late, and I found out she didn't cover for me. this made me a little upset..but on our way out she saw all the snow and didn't want to drive her car..she asked me what time I had to be at work, hoping it wasn't for another half hour or so so she could scam a ride out of me..but when I told her the time she told me to call off of work and just give her a ride to campus..I told her how I thought about just calling in the night before when I saw the snow falling, and had I called in, she wouldn't be seeing me now..
as I was walking into work, Rachann was walking out, she was a split and already cut - I thought this to be good news, thinking I would be cut soon as I was not a closer, and would be able to spend time it Dave, or just go to sleep, either way...well that was not the case...I was stuck there til 3, and it was a horrible day. I got upset with the way I was sat, I got upset with the needy ass people I was sat with, I got mad at the managers for razing me about Matt and I coming in the same time both wearing sport coats to the wine dinner last night...
in fact I overheard Doug talking to somebody about it and as I was passing I let out a loud, "Fuuuuuck youuuuu" right in the middle of the floor..everyone was in shock, but Doug walked away laughing, only to come up to me later to shake my hand for making him laugh. Doug later caught on that I was pissed about things and he tried to make it better..I wasn't made at him, I was mad at mindy for being such a jerk to me lately, and I was made at her for not covering for me last night, and I was mad at the fact Matt the manager was mad at me for being late...that and for getting crap about the other matt and I dressing alike..
so at the end of my shift I finally got to talk to Matt, and everything was cleared up...and the fact that mindy no longer cares about me became apparent then as well. I went home to find Dave napping in my bed..awwww - I should have cuddled up next to him but he was getting up as I walked in. we realized what time it was and made the decision to go to my Rock N Roll History II class, putting off eating for another 2 hours.
class was good, just wrapped up talking about Bob and we moved onto other Folk-rock artists..
Sunday, March 19, 2006
Margaritas? Wine? Dave?
you decide....
uggh, one of the most jam packed days, and it's not even the summer....
so the day starts off as any Monday morning does, I wake up and go to work at 1130, yippee..work was ridiculously slow, I walked out with a twenty, knowing full well that I would spend more tan that tonight, great..the week is off to a wonderful start..I was completely out of it, I woke up depressed and I just wanted to fall aback asleep as soon as possible. I gave mindy a ride back to her apartment so that we could get started on laundry...in the process we both fell asleep..
she woke up to continue working on her dessert and researching some of the wines for the dinner while I tried to sleep some more..finally I got up and switched over the loads.somewhere after six she asks me if I could drop her off at the OG at 7 so she can help out setting everything up..I said yes, had the time been different I would have said something, seeings how I wanted to go home to change and meet everyone at Tumbleweed before 8, but 7 was a good time for me..
so 7:15 rolls around and I'm starting to get a little antsy..then I say to her that I still need to go home after I drop her off to change, she asks if I was joking, and I asked if she really expected me to go in what I was wearing, or lack there of..so she gets all mad saying I never told her I had to go home and change, and that it was bad communication on my part..I try to explain that I didn't think I had to spell out every little detail of my events after I was finished dropping her off..it was budgeted for me to drop her off at 7, giving me plenty of time to do everything I needed...whatever....
so I drop her off at 7:30 now, rush back home and quickly throw some random shirt on, and hightail it over to tumbleweed. there I meet up with the gang, who had been sitting there awhile for me, and I explain to them the situation about Dave...he was to be showing up around 830, I didn't want him sitting at my door not being able to get in, and I didn't want him to sit at the OG and wait for me, so I directed him to "meet me" here, little did he know he wasn't gong to be meeting me...I gave them money for his drinks, convinced Matt B he needed to go to the wine dinner and hopped on over there..
we walked in together, both wearing sport coats - this would later haunt us - but that had just got started, somehow it was 8:23 when we walked in...anyways, the dinner was cute..I liked the blind taste test they did, we ate something other than OG food, which was a nice change up..I didn't like something..I'm not sure really what though, something did piss me off..there was a time when I got up to use the bathroom and someone made a comment about how I was getting up yet I had just got there...whatevs...
and when it was finished I told mindy since her car was here she could take herself home, and I mentioned how my pants were still at her place, well she completely flipped out, never seeing a reaction like tat out of her saying how that sounded great to anyone who was listening, but not in a chuckle kinda way, something with more anger....
so from there matt dropped me off at my car at the weed, and we went on over to Comedy Caravan. the gang was able to snag the front row seats, which we so love, and we sat there with them. Dave would show up several minutes later, how I'm not sure, but he found us right before the first comedian went on.
two acts, the headliner being somewhat of a well known man, has had appearances on that horrible show Everybody Loves Raymond - and though his sound effects were amazing, they weren't really funny so I don't know what he was really going for, maybe I missed the memo...after the show we were all invited to The Office Lounge, the infamous townie bar, and most of us headed on over there. Dave, drapper, Charlene, Tabetha, Rachann, and myself made up the remaining crew, and we were joined with the two comedians and Bradly, the opening announcer guy.
we chilled there for a bit, joked a lot, and had a really cool time - I'm thinking this is one more stop to add onto what seems to be a never ending night called Monday.
Oh, then I saw the singer for Chris' band The Red Label, and I stopped to say hi...he saw I was with Brad, the guy who runs Rhino's and he wanted to know if he could drop off his press kit..with the alcohol in me I told him sure...so them later he came back and I had to do the introduction..what's his name again, Billy? I told Brad I hate ot mix business and pleasure but this guy is a friend who wanted to drop off his press kit, I apologized but Brad was really cool about it.
so from there we decided to come back to my place for a dance party of sorts...well when I got here there was a bit of drama..drunken Charlene wanted to talk to me about why Leah and Mindy hate her...I tried to explain to the best of my knowledge without going to far what I have heard them say.."she's a joke".."she only does things to get attention or create drama..." and so forth...we had this talk all the while DDR was going on..and by the time we were finished, so was the DDR, very sad..but those playing had switched over to wanting to watch Snatch..
so we sat there, watching the movie, Char and Drapper peacing out about half-way through it..and after the movie there was a bit of a drunken slap-happy tickle fight between Dave and myself, Tabetha just watching on in amusement..Dave wanted to go to SnS for food, but I was really too tired to move, and wasn't hungry at all..afterall it was 6 in the morning and I had to work at 1130...so Dave and Tab went out and I passed out..and thus ended the Monday
"Ance worth of simily.."
you decide....
uggh, one of the most jam packed days, and it's not even the summer....
so the day starts off as any Monday morning does, I wake up and go to work at 1130, yippee..work was ridiculously slow, I walked out with a twenty, knowing full well that I would spend more tan that tonight, great..the week is off to a wonderful start..I was completely out of it, I woke up depressed and I just wanted to fall aback asleep as soon as possible. I gave mindy a ride back to her apartment so that we could get started on laundry...in the process we both fell asleep..
she woke up to continue working on her dessert and researching some of the wines for the dinner while I tried to sleep some more..finally I got up and switched over the loads.somewhere after six she asks me if I could drop her off at the OG at 7 so she can help out setting everything up..I said yes, had the time been different I would have said something, seeings how I wanted to go home to change and meet everyone at Tumbleweed before 8, but 7 was a good time for me..
so 7:15 rolls around and I'm starting to get a little antsy..then I say to her that I still need to go home after I drop her off to change, she asks if I was joking, and I asked if she really expected me to go in what I was wearing, or lack there of..so she gets all mad saying I never told her I had to go home and change, and that it was bad communication on my part..I try to explain that I didn't think I had to spell out every little detail of my events after I was finished dropping her off..it was budgeted for me to drop her off at 7, giving me plenty of time to do everything I needed...whatever....
so I drop her off at 7:30 now, rush back home and quickly throw some random shirt on, and hightail it over to tumbleweed. there I meet up with the gang, who had been sitting there awhile for me, and I explain to them the situation about Dave...he was to be showing up around 830, I didn't want him sitting at my door not being able to get in, and I didn't want him to sit at the OG and wait for me, so I directed him to "meet me" here, little did he know he wasn't gong to be meeting me...I gave them money for his drinks, convinced Matt B he needed to go to the wine dinner and hopped on over there..
we walked in together, both wearing sport coats - this would later haunt us - but that had just got started, somehow it was 8:23 when we walked in...anyways, the dinner was cute..I liked the blind taste test they did, we ate something other than OG food, which was a nice change up..I didn't like something..I'm not sure really what though, something did piss me off..there was a time when I got up to use the bathroom and someone made a comment about how I was getting up yet I had just got there...whatevs...
and when it was finished I told mindy since her car was here she could take herself home, and I mentioned how my pants were still at her place, well she completely flipped out, never seeing a reaction like tat out of her saying how that sounded great to anyone who was listening, but not in a chuckle kinda way, something with more anger....
so from there matt dropped me off at my car at the weed, and we went on over to Comedy Caravan. the gang was able to snag the front row seats, which we so love, and we sat there with them. Dave would show up several minutes later, how I'm not sure, but he found us right before the first comedian went on.
two acts, the headliner being somewhat of a well known man, has had appearances on that horrible show Everybody Loves Raymond - and though his sound effects were amazing, they weren't really funny so I don't know what he was really going for, maybe I missed the memo...after the show we were all invited to The Office Lounge, the infamous townie bar, and most of us headed on over there. Dave, drapper, Charlene, Tabetha, Rachann, and myself made up the remaining crew, and we were joined with the two comedians and Bradly, the opening announcer guy.
we chilled there for a bit, joked a lot, and had a really cool time - I'm thinking this is one more stop to add onto what seems to be a never ending night called Monday.
Oh, then I saw the singer for Chris' band The Red Label, and I stopped to say hi...he saw I was with Brad, the guy who runs Rhino's and he wanted to know if he could drop off his press kit..with the alcohol in me I told him sure...so them later he came back and I had to do the introduction..what's his name again, Billy? I told Brad I hate ot mix business and pleasure but this guy is a friend who wanted to drop off his press kit, I apologized but Brad was really cool about it.
so from there we decided to come back to my place for a dance party of sorts...well when I got here there was a bit of drama..drunken Charlene wanted to talk to me about why Leah and Mindy hate her...I tried to explain to the best of my knowledge without going to far what I have heard them say.."she's a joke".."she only does things to get attention or create drama..." and so forth...we had this talk all the while DDR was going on..and by the time we were finished, so was the DDR, very sad..but those playing had switched over to wanting to watch Snatch..
so we sat there, watching the movie, Char and Drapper peacing out about half-way through it..and after the movie there was a bit of a drunken slap-happy tickle fight between Dave and myself, Tabetha just watching on in amusement..Dave wanted to go to SnS for food, but I was really too tired to move, and wasn't hungry at all..afterall it was 6 in the morning and I had to work at 1130...so Dave and Tab went out and I passed out..and thus ended the Monday
"Ance worth of simily.."
Saturday, March 18, 2006
Happy Birthday Olivia...
and other stupid shit...
why oh why?
remember when this thing used to have cool posts in it...it wasn't just a daily list of the events I partook in, or the random occurrences, as great they are, that happened...it was the ladle to the melting pot of my mind. any random thought, idea, dream, whatever would be divulged in some obscure way to say it using printable type.
Now, now look what we've become...we've taken the safe path..the retelling of a day to day experience with only bits and pieces of emotion. I am disappointed in myself..and partly the readers as well..if there are still any. Are people really satisfied with the hodgepodge? in mimicking voice "I woke up, brushed my teeth..the toothpaste fell off the brush and into the sink...I hate it when that happens.." bor-ing. I think you use this as your escape goat from reading Ulysses.
of course I want to retell the random events of my life, when remarkable and memorable things happen...but who cares if a table mid-day stiffs me - bullshit
and other stupid shit...
why oh why?
remember when this thing used to have cool posts in it...it wasn't just a daily list of the events I partook in, or the random occurrences, as great they are, that happened...it was the ladle to the melting pot of my mind. any random thought, idea, dream, whatever would be divulged in some obscure way to say it using printable type.
Now, now look what we've become...we've taken the safe path..the retelling of a day to day experience with only bits and pieces of emotion. I am disappointed in myself..and partly the readers as well..if there are still any. Are people really satisfied with the hodgepodge? in mimicking voice "I woke up, brushed my teeth..the toothpaste fell off the brush and into the sink...I hate it when that happens.." bor-ing. I think you use this as your escape goat from reading Ulysses.
of course I want to retell the random events of my life, when remarkable and memorable things happen...but who cares if a table mid-day stiffs me - bullshit
Friday, March 17, 2006
Happy St. Patty's Day...
fuck me, I think I'm Irish..
the day when everyone is Irish, even the filthy French...
so today was awesome, or maybe..well most of it? anyways, I woke up, tired and not wanting to get up, but I noticed a missed call from Rachann...an hour after I passed out last night...how that girl called me is beyond all my brainpower...whatevs....
so then I went to work, amazing...mindy wouldn't even look me in the eye, and she lashed out at me demanding all her keys back, I was startled by this request, but I played it off cool..I went to my jacket, took the two keys off my ring and brought them back to her saying I believe that's all I have, in a cheery little voice...for the rest of the day she wouldn't acknowledge my presence..until we were both standing at the bar..she came up and made a comment how she thought the messages I sent last night were funny, I told her I was glad she liked them. but then she went into her little outraged rant, saying that it told a lot about me..and then she tried to use me not feeding her rats as my outlash towards her...
story goes I thought she was back in town, that's why I stopped going over to her place to feed the rats..nothing against her, no matter how pissed off I was at her, I stil went over there and fed the rats...I love animals a lot more than I love people...well whatever, she kept referring to my Saturday night message as "psychotic" and that I must have gone crazy after that, stole one of her rats, and refused to feed the other...wow...
we never got to finish up that conversation and I was out the door to by TJ some cold & Flu medicine..and when I returned she was outside at her car with Fabi with the hood up..having some sort of car troubles..I wanted to help her, but she'd probably just think I was crazy...
took a break back at my house, eating two fish sandwiches and a shamrock shake from McDonald's...it wasn't so relaxing, I think it built up some stress, but whatever..went back to work...Mindy was behind the bar, and one of my tables was located in the bar...such a bitch..anyways, again with the no eye contact, not even when I asked her a question..*rolls eyes* that's right, I just inserted that there...work was lame...the splits were cut at 7, I made it out by 8 because they just sat me as they cut me...
and we'll just end there...
fuck me, I think I'm Irish..
the day when everyone is Irish, even the filthy French...
so today was awesome, or maybe..well most of it? anyways, I woke up, tired and not wanting to get up, but I noticed a missed call from Rachann...an hour after I passed out last night...how that girl called me is beyond all my brainpower...whatevs....
so then I went to work, amazing...mindy wouldn't even look me in the eye, and she lashed out at me demanding all her keys back, I was startled by this request, but I played it off cool..I went to my jacket, took the two keys off my ring and brought them back to her saying I believe that's all I have, in a cheery little voice...for the rest of the day she wouldn't acknowledge my presence..until we were both standing at the bar..she came up and made a comment how she thought the messages I sent last night were funny, I told her I was glad she liked them. but then she went into her little outraged rant, saying that it told a lot about me..and then she tried to use me not feeding her rats as my outlash towards her...
story goes I thought she was back in town, that's why I stopped going over to her place to feed the rats..nothing against her, no matter how pissed off I was at her, I stil went over there and fed the rats...I love animals a lot more than I love people...well whatever, she kept referring to my Saturday night message as "psychotic" and that I must have gone crazy after that, stole one of her rats, and refused to feed the other...wow...
we never got to finish up that conversation and I was out the door to by TJ some cold & Flu medicine..and when I returned she was outside at her car with Fabi with the hood up..having some sort of car troubles..I wanted to help her, but she'd probably just think I was crazy...
took a break back at my house, eating two fish sandwiches and a shamrock shake from McDonald's...it wasn't so relaxing, I think it built up some stress, but whatever..went back to work...Mindy was behind the bar, and one of my tables was located in the bar...such a bitch..anyways, again with the no eye contact, not even when I asked her a question..*rolls eyes* that's right, I just inserted that there...work was lame...the splits were cut at 7, I made it out by 8 because they just sat me as they cut me...
and we'll just end there...
Thursday, March 16, 2006
That Middle Day...
with my mid-wife...
the 16th
so the 16th is just that bonding day of nothing that we use to hold together a crazy week...you've got Pi Day, the Ides of March, and St. Patty's day all within several days..make the week longer if you're birthday happens to be on the 19th....
so the day didn't start off too great...I was woken up a couple times by random phone calls..and then when I finally did decide to get up I received yet more phone call, this time it was a let down and angry call, from Mindy. I thought she was back in town and wanted her key back from me..well turns out, she was just returning home that very hour...
so we had the whole argument of where is her rat, I guess one escaped, and I hadn't been feeding them since Tuesday because I thought she was back, and all this other crap...so I flew over to her place, left her key in her car, fed Wally, and searched for Gus..coming up with nothing but leaving food out for him...
I went to work a little bit later, I came in a bit early because I wanted to talk to Randy..but the DM was in so it had to wait. I had a reverse follow, which I didn't think went so well..I tried to correct her on things but she's new and I know what it's like being in that position...so I was very easy with her...so not only was I able to take just a table at a time, but I had the crappiest tables possible..one guy even stiffed me, but left his business card..it was for some flea market...are you kidding? the only make-up for the day was the eleven top I got to split with Jeremy...they left an extra 20 on top of the grat, which pushed my tips to $50, with three hours at $12 an hour..so cool deal...
after work I came home to change quickly and ran over to the Crazy Horse where I met up with Joe & Steph, Andy H with his wife serving us, and Rachann...everyone had their wives so I made Rachann my wife...Patty, Jeremy S, and Matt B would come to join the group in just a few...
we had a good time there, at midnight we all cheered to St Patty's Day, and Rachann with myself had an Irish Carbomb..delicious..we were there til one when we decided to move over to Upstairs, Kirkwood being deserted and all it was pleasantly nice. Brittany the ex-busser met us up there too, and I realized just how hot she really is...I've always liked her because of who she is, everyone had always said how hot she was but I never really saw HOT coming from her, banging ass yes, cute all over yes, but nothing more..I was more attracted to her personality, they way she talked, what she talked about..that turned me on..but last night, in nothing more than casual clothes she impressed me - so to that, cheers.
we had a good time...my wife Rachaan was wasted, completely hitting on the bartender Tom...I believe one of the lines she used towards the end of the night was, " come and fuck me tonight" though it was made with the help of the guy next to her whispering things to say to him in her ear...Brit's friend TJ was a pretty cool guy, he looked like an average college tool you would see at the bars but talking to him impressed me...and he knew all the bartenders and got me a drink for free....he also totally thought Rachann and I were together, kept calling her "my girl" whenever he mentioned her..I didn't want to correct him, and it would look weird especially with the drunkard calling out "where's my husband" every three minutes...
we closed down the bar, finally getting kicked out of there at 330, and with no tab to pay, we marked it as a very good night....then we took the long walk back to our vehicles, wherein I had to pick up Rachann and throw her into Patty's car so she wouldn't/couldn't drive..I made it home and then sent the messages I had been working on earlier in my phone to a certain someone...I foresee doom....
"If you were my sister.. - If you were my wife, I'd fuck ya"
with my mid-wife...
the 16th
so the 16th is just that bonding day of nothing that we use to hold together a crazy week...you've got Pi Day, the Ides of March, and St. Patty's day all within several days..make the week longer if you're birthday happens to be on the 19th....
so the day didn't start off too great...I was woken up a couple times by random phone calls..and then when I finally did decide to get up I received yet more phone call, this time it was a let down and angry call, from Mindy. I thought she was back in town and wanted her key back from me..well turns out, she was just returning home that very hour...
so we had the whole argument of where is her rat, I guess one escaped, and I hadn't been feeding them since Tuesday because I thought she was back, and all this other crap...so I flew over to her place, left her key in her car, fed Wally, and searched for Gus..coming up with nothing but leaving food out for him...
I went to work a little bit later, I came in a bit early because I wanted to talk to Randy..but the DM was in so it had to wait. I had a reverse follow, which I didn't think went so well..I tried to correct her on things but she's new and I know what it's like being in that position...so I was very easy with her...so not only was I able to take just a table at a time, but I had the crappiest tables possible..one guy even stiffed me, but left his business card..it was for some flea market...are you kidding? the only make-up for the day was the eleven top I got to split with Jeremy...they left an extra 20 on top of the grat, which pushed my tips to $50, with three hours at $12 an hour..so cool deal...
after work I came home to change quickly and ran over to the Crazy Horse where I met up with Joe & Steph, Andy H with his wife serving us, and Rachann...everyone had their wives so I made Rachann my wife...Patty, Jeremy S, and Matt B would come to join the group in just a few...
we had a good time there, at midnight we all cheered to St Patty's Day, and Rachann with myself had an Irish Carbomb..delicious..we were there til one when we decided to move over to Upstairs, Kirkwood being deserted and all it was pleasantly nice. Brittany the ex-busser met us up there too, and I realized just how hot she really is...I've always liked her because of who she is, everyone had always said how hot she was but I never really saw HOT coming from her, banging ass yes, cute all over yes, but nothing more..I was more attracted to her personality, they way she talked, what she talked about..that turned me on..but last night, in nothing more than casual clothes she impressed me - so to that, cheers.
we had a good time...my wife Rachaan was wasted, completely hitting on the bartender Tom...I believe one of the lines she used towards the end of the night was, " come and fuck me tonight" though it was made with the help of the guy next to her whispering things to say to him in her ear...Brit's friend TJ was a pretty cool guy, he looked like an average college tool you would see at the bars but talking to him impressed me...and he knew all the bartenders and got me a drink for free....he also totally thought Rachann and I were together, kept calling her "my girl" whenever he mentioned her..I didn't want to correct him, and it would look weird especially with the drunkard calling out "where's my husband" every three minutes...
we closed down the bar, finally getting kicked out of there at 330, and with no tab to pay, we marked it as a very good night....then we took the long walk back to our vehicles, wherein I had to pick up Rachann and throw her into Patty's car so she wouldn't/couldn't drive..I made it home and then sent the messages I had been working on earlier in my phone to a certain someone...I foresee doom....
"If you were my sister.. - If you were my wife, I'd fuck ya"
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
My Life is My Vacation...
..random and bad...
et tu brute?
My life was summed up to me as a roadtrip today, because afterall, that's exactly what I was on. I woke up several times this morning, still craving more sleep, but finally got out of bed when I realized it was 7am, about a half an hour off my schedule. so dressed and ready to go in a couple minutes, out the door I flew to take a trip to a place I've never traveled to before..something south of Bloomington. For the record I've never really liked anything south of Lafayette...
so I drove and drove, taking all sorts of backroads, trying not to speed...too much..and made it to my destination in Evansville, Indiana..turned out I was exactly thirty minutes late, which is good considering I went to the wrong couple of buildings at first..
My highlight of the day was when I bumped into this cute doctor in the hallway, we (I) giggled and walked off...so then later I'm in the room, trying to put on my gown, every place is different, so I got strings going around my neck and probably on backwards but whatever..and in walks hottie doctor..awesome. so she's doing her general check an everything, she has me stand and she had the stethoscope my back and then all of a sudden her hand is up my gown, down my pants without any warning, she says she's checking for lumps, has me cough..which takes a moment because I am in utter shock, and she moves to the next one...completely no warning..I couldn't believe it...that was the most play my jubilees haven gotten in awhile...
after all that I was extremely hungry, having to fast since 1am last night, and me being awake for most fo it. I recalled that Casey was a student down here at ISU, USI, something whatever..so I gave her a call and we met up at Cici's, a pizza buffet that was delicious..we went back to her dorm and I started to fall asleep..she was going to leave me there while she went to class but she wanted to call her crazy roommate to make sure I could stay there in the mean time...I'm harmless right? well that little b-word said she didn't want me there while nobody else was there because she didn't know me..whatevs bitch...
so I slept in my car for a bit, not wanting to sleep in the multipurpose room because that creeps me out..I slept for maybe an hour before a text message and the bare heat woke me up. so I sat around in my car, found an error on my paycheck and then Casey came walking up to my car. she had another class she had to go to today, and a paper to write for it in the next hour, and she also worked this evening, so it was just bad timing on my part.so we said our goodbyes and I was off to find the casino.
I got there and let me tell you..it's like a frickin' maze, going through all these levels and turns just to get to the boat...and when I got on the boat, I didn' like the feel of the place...I walked around trying to go through my routine and everything just seemed off...and then I walked up to the roulette table, completely ruining my routine and my number hit just to spite me...so I tried different levels, even went to the observation deck to look around, and I was still creeped out with just me out there..so back inside I finally made it to a machine I wanted to play..I won there, walked away and went to the roulette table, played, won and lost..I never got to finish up with black jack, but I broke even none-the-less so I called it quits and decided to head back home...
it was on my ride back that I came to the realization of how much I miss things, I miss taking roadtrips to random places to see random people..and I appreciated my day off of work and everything in Bloomington..I had my vacation...this trip was my spring break, if only for a day..it was what I needed. it brought me joy.
I made it back to Bloomington by 8 like I predicted - I was extremely hungry once again so I reheated some food from my fridge and watched Ghost Hunters...I waited for plans to be made for the evening, but nothing happened and I fell asleep, only for yet another hour..woke up confused, because Ghost Hunters was still on, they were having a marathon, and then my phone rang. I was supposed to call back Andrea when I was finished eating...but that obviously never happened, good thing it was only an hour nap. so I made some calls and texts to see what was going on for the evening..and everyone was playing it low tonight, which was fine..so I went over to Andrea's to watch What About Bob, and I wanted to see what was up with her..she's been off lately and hasn't been feeling good or something with these doctor visits..
we watched the movie, hilarious yes, and then Top Chef was on...great show..and we also got to talking..wow..and that was pretty much the wrap up of my day..Finished off telling horrible jokes and basically got through every emotion possible by the days end (I hit anger when mindy called me a couple times throughout the day) I realized I still had her key, and I thought she was already back, thought she was back on Tuesday night..whatever...
"Jason I love you without the sex..."
..random and bad...
et tu brute?
My life was summed up to me as a roadtrip today, because afterall, that's exactly what I was on. I woke up several times this morning, still craving more sleep, but finally got out of bed when I realized it was 7am, about a half an hour off my schedule. so dressed and ready to go in a couple minutes, out the door I flew to take a trip to a place I've never traveled to before..something south of Bloomington. For the record I've never really liked anything south of Lafayette...
so I drove and drove, taking all sorts of backroads, trying not to speed...too much..and made it to my destination in Evansville, Indiana..turned out I was exactly thirty minutes late, which is good considering I went to the wrong couple of buildings at first..
My highlight of the day was when I bumped into this cute doctor in the hallway, we (I) giggled and walked off...so then later I'm in the room, trying to put on my gown, every place is different, so I got strings going around my neck and probably on backwards but whatever..and in walks hottie doctor..awesome. so she's doing her general check an everything, she has me stand and she had the stethoscope my back and then all of a sudden her hand is up my gown, down my pants without any warning, she says she's checking for lumps, has me cough..which takes a moment because I am in utter shock, and she moves to the next one...completely no warning..I couldn't believe it...that was the most play my jubilees haven gotten in awhile...
after all that I was extremely hungry, having to fast since 1am last night, and me being awake for most fo it. I recalled that Casey was a student down here at ISU, USI, something whatever..so I gave her a call and we met up at Cici's, a pizza buffet that was delicious..we went back to her dorm and I started to fall asleep..she was going to leave me there while she went to class but she wanted to call her crazy roommate to make sure I could stay there in the mean time...I'm harmless right? well that little b-word said she didn't want me there while nobody else was there because she didn't know me..whatevs bitch...
so I slept in my car for a bit, not wanting to sleep in the multipurpose room because that creeps me out..I slept for maybe an hour before a text message and the bare heat woke me up. so I sat around in my car, found an error on my paycheck and then Casey came walking up to my car. she had another class she had to go to today, and a paper to write for it in the next hour, and she also worked this evening, so it was just bad timing on my part.so we said our goodbyes and I was off to find the casino.
I got there and let me tell you..it's like a frickin' maze, going through all these levels and turns just to get to the boat...and when I got on the boat, I didn' like the feel of the place...I walked around trying to go through my routine and everything just seemed off...and then I walked up to the roulette table, completely ruining my routine and my number hit just to spite me...so I tried different levels, even went to the observation deck to look around, and I was still creeped out with just me out there..so back inside I finally made it to a machine I wanted to play..I won there, walked away and went to the roulette table, played, won and lost..I never got to finish up with black jack, but I broke even none-the-less so I called it quits and decided to head back home...
it was on my ride back that I came to the realization of how much I miss things, I miss taking roadtrips to random places to see random people..and I appreciated my day off of work and everything in Bloomington..I had my vacation...this trip was my spring break, if only for a day..it was what I needed. it brought me joy.
I made it back to Bloomington by 8 like I predicted - I was extremely hungry once again so I reheated some food from my fridge and watched Ghost Hunters...I waited for plans to be made for the evening, but nothing happened and I fell asleep, only for yet another hour..woke up confused, because Ghost Hunters was still on, they were having a marathon, and then my phone rang. I was supposed to call back Andrea when I was finished eating...but that obviously never happened, good thing it was only an hour nap. so I made some calls and texts to see what was going on for the evening..and everyone was playing it low tonight, which was fine..so I went over to Andrea's to watch What About Bob, and I wanted to see what was up with her..she's been off lately and hasn't been feeling good or something with these doctor visits..
we watched the movie, hilarious yes, and then Top Chef was on...great show..and we also got to talking..wow..and that was pretty much the wrap up of my day..Finished off telling horrible jokes and basically got through every emotion possible by the days end (I hit anger when mindy called me a couple times throughout the day) I realized I still had her key, and I thought she was already back, thought she was back on Tuesday night..whatever...
"Jason I love you without the sex..."
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Sunday, March 12, 2006
Up, not down, Land, not water.....
reviving the past...
today was the mark, a turning point, but eerily like before...
so I got up this morning for a shift I picked up..hating myself for picking it, especially after last night, and not feeling so hot this morning..I managed to roll out of bed and make it to work at 11, somehow..the morning actually proved to be worth something prosperous for me, almost hitting my entire day mark before 4. I never really took a break, I was gonna work straight through my split and just be cut at night as a split..but at 430 Tom asked me whether I wanted to be on the floor or in the window, I was tired and didn't feel like doing anything, especially since I hadn't had a table in the past hour, I took the window...
well an hour or so into my window shift I thought it'd be a good idea to run my weekly timecard..turns out I was in overtime..not only that, but I had been in overtime since yesterday night...wow..so then tom was doing his reports and came across that and not only is he paying me overtime, but he's paying for the fact he asked me to be in the window instead of on the floor..and then he bought my dinner....
so after work I went home, took a couple bites of my dinner, but it was cold by the time I actually got to it, I was distracted by a couple of telephone calls who were concerned with last nights drunk dials...great. so after all that was settled it was time to go to Upland..our group came to the grand decision it was time to resurrect the "greatness" that was our Sunday night tradition..
I was there and greeted like a rockstar, but I soon realized why I hated it so much...I don't even know if I could get into words why I'm not the biggest fan of Upland...something to do with people not mingling like they should? anyways, so I finally had enough and just started to move my seat around to other parts of the table, getting bored being in that one spot the entire time..that's when things got better...I got myself into a heated debate about woman being whores being bitches..and this dumbass I've never seen was the one I was arguing with, not even the ladies that were there..but of course once they saw a guy taking their side, they got into it too...whatevs...
Midnight marked Ben G's birthday, we all sang to him, both songs, the traditional birthday and the OG song..it wasn't too long after that we decided to continue with the birthday celebration and most of us headed on over to Mike's house, living only moments from me..we all chilled in the living room, everyone continuing to drink except for myself and Steph..and I kinda wished I had looking back...the bastard I got into an argument earlier was drinking, and was loud, and now just completely retarded, moreso than before believe me...it was almost unbearable to listen to him, he was annoyingly retarded...
this all carried on for a good two hours, along with a "don't speak of it again" makeout session with rachann and Ben... and a trip to SnS was in the works, but some of us really wanted to go home, people either working in the morning or having doubles...I mean come on, tomorrow is Monday, have to save some energy for that...so as we all gathered outside to slip away, it seemed almost impossible - SnS was a must. so after a random spur of the moment dance party invoked by my phone and Kelly Clarkson we were on our way. Ben woke up his passed out friend, whom I told to roll on his back, and took him home before meeting us at SnS.
SnS turned out to be a pretty good time actually, we all talked, joked, made fun of the other two tables in the restaurant and had a really good time. we determined that a little bit of alcohol in mike and he suddenly comes out of the closet, with with such phrases as "I'd stick it to him" or when I was talking about going home to lay in my bed, before SnS, Mike was all, "yeah jason's bed sounds good" ahh sweet crap..it was after 5 when I finally got home and into bed, and thus ended my wild night out...
"So I said the next girl I'm gonna date is gonna be a whore...then I realized that's every woman out there..."
reviving the past...
today was the mark, a turning point, but eerily like before...
so I got up this morning for a shift I picked up..hating myself for picking it, especially after last night, and not feeling so hot this morning..I managed to roll out of bed and make it to work at 11, somehow..the morning actually proved to be worth something prosperous for me, almost hitting my entire day mark before 4. I never really took a break, I was gonna work straight through my split and just be cut at night as a split..but at 430 Tom asked me whether I wanted to be on the floor or in the window, I was tired and didn't feel like doing anything, especially since I hadn't had a table in the past hour, I took the window...
well an hour or so into my window shift I thought it'd be a good idea to run my weekly timecard..turns out I was in overtime..not only that, but I had been in overtime since yesterday night...wow..so then tom was doing his reports and came across that and not only is he paying me overtime, but he's paying for the fact he asked me to be in the window instead of on the floor..and then he bought my dinner....
so after work I went home, took a couple bites of my dinner, but it was cold by the time I actually got to it, I was distracted by a couple of telephone calls who were concerned with last nights drunk dials...great. so after all that was settled it was time to go to Upland..our group came to the grand decision it was time to resurrect the "greatness" that was our Sunday night tradition..
I was there and greeted like a rockstar, but I soon realized why I hated it so much...I don't even know if I could get into words why I'm not the biggest fan of Upland...something to do with people not mingling like they should? anyways, so I finally had enough and just started to move my seat around to other parts of the table, getting bored being in that one spot the entire time..that's when things got better...I got myself into a heated debate about woman being whores being bitches..and this dumbass I've never seen was the one I was arguing with, not even the ladies that were there..but of course once they saw a guy taking their side, they got into it too...whatevs...
Midnight marked Ben G's birthday, we all sang to him, both songs, the traditional birthday and the OG song..it wasn't too long after that we decided to continue with the birthday celebration and most of us headed on over to Mike's house, living only moments from me..we all chilled in the living room, everyone continuing to drink except for myself and Steph..and I kinda wished I had looking back...the bastard I got into an argument earlier was drinking, and was loud, and now just completely retarded, moreso than before believe me...it was almost unbearable to listen to him, he was annoyingly retarded...
this all carried on for a good two hours, along with a "don't speak of it again" makeout session with rachann and Ben... and a trip to SnS was in the works, but some of us really wanted to go home, people either working in the morning or having doubles...I mean come on, tomorrow is Monday, have to save some energy for that...so as we all gathered outside to slip away, it seemed almost impossible - SnS was a must. so after a random spur of the moment dance party invoked by my phone and Kelly Clarkson we were on our way. Ben woke up his passed out friend, whom I told to roll on his back, and took him home before meeting us at SnS.
SnS turned out to be a pretty good time actually, we all talked, joked, made fun of the other two tables in the restaurant and had a really good time. we determined that a little bit of alcohol in mike and he suddenly comes out of the closet, with with such phrases as "I'd stick it to him" or when I was talking about going home to lay in my bed, before SnS, Mike was all, "yeah jason's bed sounds good" ahh sweet crap..it was after 5 when I finally got home and into bed, and thus ended my wild night out...
"So I said the next girl I'm gonna date is gonna be a whore...then I realized that's every woman out there..."
Friday, March 10, 2006
Happy Birthday Mindy..
..wherever you are...
Yes, she's on that road trip I was supposed to go on with..but not...
So work was fun..not really..I was scheduled a double, like many of the other servers today since yesterday, or today depending who you are, marked the first day of spring break..got there at 1130, had a bianco section...I knew it was going to dead, especially after last night, so I took my time in stride..we get a little bit of a late rush after 1, per usual, but people sucked at tipping...I had several $50 tickets wherein the bastards left on average FIVE dollars..gee, thanks...but my last table made up for it..I got to take a ten top by myself, the only reasoning behind that was because they split up into two of my booths..but I still got to grat them...yeah, well their bills weren't very high, seeings how the mostly had soup, salad, and breadsticks..but the kicker is that most of them left on top of the grat..turning my tip from 25 to almost 50, and therefore doubling what I had made all day...
took a quick break, just want to get a frappacino from starbucks..but on the way back in Matt B stopped me and we started talking..he wanted to eat, I didn't care, we both had to be back by 5 so we went over to Bajio, the craptastic Mexican place around the corner...and there we had an intimate conversation..me pinning exactly who he had a crush on...
after that is was back to work, I got triple sat upon my arrival which made me a little happy, since it wasn't really that busy, just the hosts are retarded..I didn't have that many tables to turn over to be honest, and since they were playing Country music in the alley, I refused to run any food..my night was lame..I got sat right before I got cut, but the people were cool, and they left a very nice tip..but they also kept me there til 930..I walked away from the night shift with $50..very very laaaaame....
the one highlight was when we all sang our celebration song, I did the ghetto gardens remix, and as I am walking away this little kid comes out of Ecco and says, "boy, I bet that allows you to let off some steam.." I was shocked but said, damn right, and walked into the back...then I see the little kid a bit later coming out from the bathroom, and now he's confused where he is..so I make some comment saying are you lost, kinda confusing huh..well I think you came from that direction..and as I brought him back to the section he came out of I yelled, "not so smart now are ya?!"..god I rock...
oh, and not to top that or anything...but an employee walked out tonight..Jared the bartender during his break in between bar shifts asked to change his availability, he mainly wanted his Sunday morning back...well you see he was taken off the bar schedule because he could only work that one day, or something like that..but now that it's spring break and half the bar staff was gone, the managers need to fill the void..enter Jared..well that's kinda a slap in the face, "we'll schedule you when and where we need you"... so he asked since he was doing them a favor by doing this, give him some shifts back..well that didn't happen so he walked out..nice...
so after work I went home to change, and then met with the girls at Cheeseburger in Paradise..the group there was Tina, Hope, Steph, Rachann, and myself...I either looked like a pimp, or the token gay guy..you decide...anyways, with the now five of us we moved up to the bar..hope wanted someone to do shots with her, but she's hardcore and took a double of Jack on her own..I wasn't up for the drinking so much, so I stuck to the Blue Moon I had in front of me...until, until the comment that would change the direction the night was going was said..the topic was about Patty, and then her ex-boyfriend came up, people thought they were still dating..but no they are not..but they just hang out every possible second and stay the night with each other..then someone said, "wait no, why would they do that if they weren't dating, that doesn't make sense, why? enter me..repeating why, louder each time, slamming my fist into the bar with deafening blows on each why...after that I asked the barkeep for a double of Patron with a Gin&Tonic chaser...it was on...everyone was in shock, they didn't realize the magnitude of the comment until I flipped out.
so we drank there til 1, closing them down...stopped at a house party for literally three seconds and went towards Kirkwood. we had a bit of a scare when we turned onto Indiana, two squad cars flew out of the BP parking lot and came in our direction..they passed by me which was a sigh of relief, but Rachann and Steph were still ahead...and then they flew past them and all was well...we parked our cars and met out front by Nick's, and as we went in I made the comment, "fuckers, you're going after the wrong people, we're the ones driving drunk!"
I also tried to piss on Kirkwood before we entered Nicks, what, I had to pee and Kirkwood deserves it...
so inside nick's we stood around, ran into Crystal and Brittany, not at the same time, but we talked, exchanged numbers, Brit wants to hang out with us on Mondays..Rachann and I played pool and continued to get more drunk..there was an interesting conversation held in the bathroom..these guys were taking a random poll, would you rather piss in the sink or the garbage can if you had no other choice and had to go...I picked the sink, a drain's a drain right? well it was a tie by the time I left...
after the piss I got rowdy...I just started cursing at any fuck that walked by me...I don't know if I was trying to pick a fight or what..we also saw Kristen, as in Brandon's ex-gf who cheated on him and left him...I wanted to go say hi to her, I mean we did all hang out the other night on Mardi Gras...but by the time I got my drink she was gone..and then we came face the fact it was closing time...
so over to Upstairs we went, my angry-drunkeness just got worse...we ran into Kristen there and I actually got to talk to her, well kinda...I was talking and her guy friend was there, and so he started talking and she walked away and went ot hit on the doorguy...after a second I realized she was gone, and this guy was trying to talk to me I walked away...then a little bit later I went for walk towards the back of the bar and ran into Connie, our waitress at Jungle room the other night. we were talking and then Kristen was there, so I tried to talk again, I don't think she remembered me - or maybe she did and was purposefully blowing me off..whatever, so then her girl friend walks up, and she's talking and I see just how lame they are...totally call her out on being lame and a bitch and walk back towards the back..that's when Steph comes and grabs me, trying to keep an eye on me, make sure I wasn't starting any fights..and so as she walks me back to the front were they all were we walk past Kristen and I start yelling "Bitch" and pointing at her...I even started grabbing people and saying, "hey we don't know each other and you don't know her, but she's a fucking bitch and she'll cheat on you..." I said this to anyone, even chicks...
so they sat me back down..I was getting more angry and I saw these drinks on the table, so I picked them up and was tossing them on people around me saying, "what?" it was intense...and so this guy was talking to Rachann, buying her drinks, the whole shot..so I walked up to her, thinking I'm whispering and I say, "is this guy cool?" she says yeah, and I reply with "good, because if he wasn't" now directing my attention to the guy pointing at him "I'd have to take you out". his friends kinda laughed but thought it was cool I was watching out for my friend when I interrupt with, "NO, I'm for real..."
closing time came once again, so we walked out of the bar..steph followed me home, well til Fess, and I got in to my place, giggling about my park job..I crashed onto my bed and started drunk dialing people...my goal was to drunk dial everyone in my phone....I only got through 11 names...I called Mindy first off and bitched her out..I don't even remember what I said, something along the lines about being a horrible person and our friendship is shit, nicely put...I got ahold of only one person, and then they put me on hold, which was lame..so I called more people, leaving very short messages..and on the last call, the one that did me in was while I was leaving my message, I decided to get more comfy and roll onto my side..well, I always forget to not disturb anything while drunk..it's like time traveling...stay in one spot, however you land, and stay there...well, I'm an idiot and rolled over..and hen the room starting spinning...so I hung up and had to convince myself to fall asleep...I tried to close my eyes, but keep them open to control the room, after a minute or so I passed out...good night.
"Fuck you mother fucker and your fucking mother!"
..wherever you are...
Yes, she's on that road trip I was supposed to go on with..but not...
So work was fun..not really..I was scheduled a double, like many of the other servers today since yesterday, or today depending who you are, marked the first day of spring break..got there at 1130, had a bianco section...I knew it was going to dead, especially after last night, so I took my time in stride..we get a little bit of a late rush after 1, per usual, but people sucked at tipping...I had several $50 tickets wherein the bastards left on average FIVE dollars..gee, thanks...but my last table made up for it..I got to take a ten top by myself, the only reasoning behind that was because they split up into two of my booths..but I still got to grat them...yeah, well their bills weren't very high, seeings how the mostly had soup, salad, and breadsticks..but the kicker is that most of them left on top of the grat..turning my tip from 25 to almost 50, and therefore doubling what I had made all day...
took a quick break, just want to get a frappacino from starbucks..but on the way back in Matt B stopped me and we started talking..he wanted to eat, I didn't care, we both had to be back by 5 so we went over to Bajio, the craptastic Mexican place around the corner...and there we had an intimate conversation..me pinning exactly who he had a crush on...
after that is was back to work, I got triple sat upon my arrival which made me a little happy, since it wasn't really that busy, just the hosts are retarded..I didn't have that many tables to turn over to be honest, and since they were playing Country music in the alley, I refused to run any food..my night was lame..I got sat right before I got cut, but the people were cool, and they left a very nice tip..but they also kept me there til 930..I walked away from the night shift with $50..very very laaaaame....
the one highlight was when we all sang our celebration song, I did the ghetto gardens remix, and as I am walking away this little kid comes out of Ecco and says, "boy, I bet that allows you to let off some steam.." I was shocked but said, damn right, and walked into the back...then I see the little kid a bit later coming out from the bathroom, and now he's confused where he is..so I make some comment saying are you lost, kinda confusing huh..well I think you came from that direction..and as I brought him back to the section he came out of I yelled, "not so smart now are ya?!"..god I rock...
oh, and not to top that or anything...but an employee walked out tonight..Jared the bartender during his break in between bar shifts asked to change his availability, he mainly wanted his Sunday morning back...well you see he was taken off the bar schedule because he could only work that one day, or something like that..but now that it's spring break and half the bar staff was gone, the managers need to fill the void..enter Jared..well that's kinda a slap in the face, "we'll schedule you when and where we need you"... so he asked since he was doing them a favor by doing this, give him some shifts back..well that didn't happen so he walked out..nice...
so after work I went home to change, and then met with the girls at Cheeseburger in Paradise..the group there was Tina, Hope, Steph, Rachann, and myself...I either looked like a pimp, or the token gay guy..you decide...anyways, with the now five of us we moved up to the bar..hope wanted someone to do shots with her, but she's hardcore and took a double of Jack on her own..I wasn't up for the drinking so much, so I stuck to the Blue Moon I had in front of me...until, until the comment that would change the direction the night was going was said..the topic was about Patty, and then her ex-boyfriend came up, people thought they were still dating..but no they are not..but they just hang out every possible second and stay the night with each other..then someone said, "wait no, why would they do that if they weren't dating, that doesn't make sense, why? enter me..repeating why, louder each time, slamming my fist into the bar with deafening blows on each why...after that I asked the barkeep for a double of Patron with a Gin&Tonic chaser...it was on...everyone was in shock, they didn't realize the magnitude of the comment until I flipped out.
so we drank there til 1, closing them down...stopped at a house party for literally three seconds and went towards Kirkwood. we had a bit of a scare when we turned onto Indiana, two squad cars flew out of the BP parking lot and came in our direction..they passed by me which was a sigh of relief, but Rachann and Steph were still ahead...and then they flew past them and all was well...we parked our cars and met out front by Nick's, and as we went in I made the comment, "fuckers, you're going after the wrong people, we're the ones driving drunk!"
I also tried to piss on Kirkwood before we entered Nicks, what, I had to pee and Kirkwood deserves it...
so inside nick's we stood around, ran into Crystal and Brittany, not at the same time, but we talked, exchanged numbers, Brit wants to hang out with us on Mondays..Rachann and I played pool and continued to get more drunk..there was an interesting conversation held in the bathroom..these guys were taking a random poll, would you rather piss in the sink or the garbage can if you had no other choice and had to go...I picked the sink, a drain's a drain right? well it was a tie by the time I left...
after the piss I got rowdy...I just started cursing at any fuck that walked by me...I don't know if I was trying to pick a fight or what..we also saw Kristen, as in Brandon's ex-gf who cheated on him and left him...I wanted to go say hi to her, I mean we did all hang out the other night on Mardi Gras...but by the time I got my drink she was gone..and then we came face the fact it was closing time...
so over to Upstairs we went, my angry-drunkeness just got worse...we ran into Kristen there and I actually got to talk to her, well kinda...I was talking and her guy friend was there, and so he started talking and she walked away and went ot hit on the doorguy...after a second I realized she was gone, and this guy was trying to talk to me I walked away...then a little bit later I went for walk towards the back of the bar and ran into Connie, our waitress at Jungle room the other night. we were talking and then Kristen was there, so I tried to talk again, I don't think she remembered me - or maybe she did and was purposefully blowing me off..whatever, so then her girl friend walks up, and she's talking and I see just how lame they are...totally call her out on being lame and a bitch and walk back towards the back..that's when Steph comes and grabs me, trying to keep an eye on me, make sure I wasn't starting any fights..and so as she walks me back to the front were they all were we walk past Kristen and I start yelling "Bitch" and pointing at her...I even started grabbing people and saying, "hey we don't know each other and you don't know her, but she's a fucking bitch and she'll cheat on you..." I said this to anyone, even chicks...
so they sat me back down..I was getting more angry and I saw these drinks on the table, so I picked them up and was tossing them on people around me saying, "what?" it was intense...and so this guy was talking to Rachann, buying her drinks, the whole shot..so I walked up to her, thinking I'm whispering and I say, "is this guy cool?" she says yeah, and I reply with "good, because if he wasn't" now directing my attention to the guy pointing at him "I'd have to take you out". his friends kinda laughed but thought it was cool I was watching out for my friend when I interrupt with, "NO, I'm for real..."
closing time came once again, so we walked out of the bar..steph followed me home, well til Fess, and I got in to my place, giggling about my park job..I crashed onto my bed and started drunk dialing people...my goal was to drunk dial everyone in my phone....I only got through 11 names...I called Mindy first off and bitched her out..I don't even remember what I said, something along the lines about being a horrible person and our friendship is shit, nicely put...I got ahold of only one person, and then they put me on hold, which was lame..so I called more people, leaving very short messages..and on the last call, the one that did me in was while I was leaving my message, I decided to get more comfy and roll onto my side..well, I always forget to not disturb anything while drunk..it's like time traveling...stay in one spot, however you land, and stay there...well, I'm an idiot and rolled over..and hen the room starting spinning...so I hung up and had to convince myself to fall asleep...I tried to close my eyes, but keep them open to control the room, after a minute or so I passed out...good night.
"Fuck you mother fucker and your fucking mother!"
I Don't Feel Like Doing Anything Today...
..I just want to lay in bed
and I barely even want to do that
ughhh, what a craptastic day...could you believe it's a Friday? well for starters I didn't go to sleep til 530 in the morning, fun stuff...woke up a little before 1 and I didn't want to get up..but tossed and turned because I really didn't want to stay in bed either..I finally got up and started watching TV..didn't I?
uggh, it was close to 3 when mindy called..offering me food if I came to put her tire on...which was one of the things that I had thought about doing while lying in bed earlier..so I get ready for work and headed over to her place. I ate some fish sandwiches and changed her tire...it wasn't then, but it was then that I would come to look back on realizing, I do not like our relationship..the way it is now.
I could go into the semantics of it, but really, I don't want to give away all those little details, I need my privacy or something..anyways..so after all that was wrapped up I said my goodbyes, told her to be safe and have a good time on her trip, and I was off to work. yeah, this is her Louisville trip she's been planning forever, just so happens that now it landed on her birthday..over spring break..and I didn't want anything to do with it...
so work was completely laaame. we weren't busy at all, and one of my tables got pushed together for a party....which sat for about 2 or so hours..awesome...I really wasn't having it, people could tell something was off with me, and to be completely honest, it was mostly that I was too tired and weak to do anything. I was upset with my life, but the weight of everything on my shoulders was what was really getting to me, holding back all that stress had fatigued me, my neck was hurting like none other..I just wanted to leave..
I finally got my wish at 9, when they went down to closers..on a Friday...and it just so happened that all my tables were getting up too, so I was out of there in a jiffy..cashed out, tipped out, walked out...making sixty dollars..on the way home I totally spaced a stop I was going to make until I was already at my house..so I just went in and watched some more TV..
I wanted to watch a movie, but it didn't really feel right..I started organizing some paperwork when I first got home, but that was the most productive I was all day...I called mindy at the stroke of midnight to wish her a happy birthday, left a message, and that was it...
I would like to add that I'm not too fond of a certain someone's attitude towards me...this person has yet to be mentioned, but I was the first person who was nice to her at the OG and now, what do I get while I try to make conversation with her...a cold shoulder...people piss me off..what did I ever do to her that made her feel so uneasy around me..flirt with her? whatever...everyone can piss off....
and as friendships go, I mentioned earlier how I came to the point where I think the "friendship" between mindy and myself is nothing I really want, or rather how I want it to be. this "shitting ourselves" stage has finally struck a chord with me, a diminished seventh. I don't know, maybe it's wrong of me..I hate it when you lose something but still try to remain and act like it's all good...there's no passion in our relationship..she says she has a passion for her friends, but maybe I'm not seeing that...I really have not appreciated her attitude as of late...and yes I know women go through hormonal changes and they really don't mean it, but here's the great news...I don't have to put up with it because, well, as we established, she's not my girlfriend..so yes, her feelings/actions/whatever are knocked down the scale of my concerns. sorry, but that's the cold hard truth. friends are friends and sure they're great, but once they start making you have to put up with them rather then just deal with them, then they have crossed the line.
and I'm not trying to down play friendships here, no, they are good..friends are there for you when you need them and vice versa, and sure friends may go through mood swings and you bare through it because you're a good friend, you stand by the people you care most about...but this...this is just f'ing retarded
I need passion.
"ugghhhhhh, my life sucks so much...."
..I just want to lay in bed
and I barely even want to do that
ughhh, what a craptastic day...could you believe it's a Friday? well for starters I didn't go to sleep til 530 in the morning, fun stuff...woke up a little before 1 and I didn't want to get up..but tossed and turned because I really didn't want to stay in bed either..I finally got up and started watching TV..didn't I?
uggh, it was close to 3 when mindy called..offering me food if I came to put her tire on...which was one of the things that I had thought about doing while lying in bed earlier..so I get ready for work and headed over to her place. I ate some fish sandwiches and changed her tire...it wasn't then, but it was then that I would come to look back on realizing, I do not like our relationship..the way it is now.
I could go into the semantics of it, but really, I don't want to give away all those little details, I need my privacy or something..anyways..so after all that was wrapped up I said my goodbyes, told her to be safe and have a good time on her trip, and I was off to work. yeah, this is her Louisville trip she's been planning forever, just so happens that now it landed on her birthday..over spring break..and I didn't want anything to do with it...
so work was completely laaame. we weren't busy at all, and one of my tables got pushed together for a party....which sat for about 2 or so hours..awesome...I really wasn't having it, people could tell something was off with me, and to be completely honest, it was mostly that I was too tired and weak to do anything. I was upset with my life, but the weight of everything on my shoulders was what was really getting to me, holding back all that stress had fatigued me, my neck was hurting like none other..I just wanted to leave..
I finally got my wish at 9, when they went down to closers..on a Friday...and it just so happened that all my tables were getting up too, so I was out of there in a jiffy..cashed out, tipped out, walked out...making sixty dollars..on the way home I totally spaced a stop I was going to make until I was already at my house..so I just went in and watched some more TV..
I wanted to watch a movie, but it didn't really feel right..I started organizing some paperwork when I first got home, but that was the most productive I was all day...I called mindy at the stroke of midnight to wish her a happy birthday, left a message, and that was it...
I would like to add that I'm not too fond of a certain someone's attitude towards me...this person has yet to be mentioned, but I was the first person who was nice to her at the OG and now, what do I get while I try to make conversation with her...a cold shoulder...people piss me off..what did I ever do to her that made her feel so uneasy around me..flirt with her? whatever...everyone can piss off....
and as friendships go, I mentioned earlier how I came to the point where I think the "friendship" between mindy and myself is nothing I really want, or rather how I want it to be. this "shitting ourselves" stage has finally struck a chord with me, a diminished seventh. I don't know, maybe it's wrong of me..I hate it when you lose something but still try to remain and act like it's all good...there's no passion in our relationship..she says she has a passion for her friends, but maybe I'm not seeing that...I really have not appreciated her attitude as of late...and yes I know women go through hormonal changes and they really don't mean it, but here's the great news...I don't have to put up with it because, well, as we established, she's not my girlfriend..so yes, her feelings/actions/whatever are knocked down the scale of my concerns. sorry, but that's the cold hard truth. friends are friends and sure they're great, but once they start making you have to put up with them rather then just deal with them, then they have crossed the line.
and I'm not trying to down play friendships here, no, they are good..friends are there for you when you need them and vice versa, and sure friends may go through mood swings and you bare through it because you're a good friend, you stand by the people you care most about...but this...this is just f'ing retarded
I need passion.
"ugghhhhhh, my life sucks so much...."
Thursday, March 09, 2006
A Long Thursday...
a day of defeats...
this day took it's toll on me, with no time to recoup...
It was to be a very long day..having to wake up early, and finishing it off really late. the alarms went off somewhere around 8am, me naturally jumping up to hit the snooze...only because of the company I am in..this happens five more times...and when it finally catches the attention of mindy, and she realizes what time it is, she gets upset at me for allowing the alarm to go off those six times and not getting up...any other time though...whatever
so I run home to shower, shave, and get a clean uniform on...I was originally going to go back and pick her up but Fabi arrived at her place so I took my time and met them at the Holiday Inn for the meeting.
==>The CT meeting lasted til 2..I wanna say I napped until I had to go back to work as an expo in the evening...it just sucked....
a day of defeats...
this day took it's toll on me, with no time to recoup...
It was to be a very long day..having to wake up early, and finishing it off really late. the alarms went off somewhere around 8am, me naturally jumping up to hit the snooze...only because of the company I am in..this happens five more times...and when it finally catches the attention of mindy, and she realizes what time it is, she gets upset at me for allowing the alarm to go off those six times and not getting up...any other time though...whatever
so I run home to shower, shave, and get a clean uniform on...I was originally going to go back and pick her up but Fabi arrived at her place so I took my time and met them at the Holiday Inn for the meeting.
==>The CT meeting lasted til 2..I wanna say I napped until I had to go back to work as an expo in the evening...it just sucked....
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
I'll Argue it Til I Die..
..life's just not right...
had it not been a Tuesday, things could've been worse..or maybe not.
life's full of things you just don't want to do, for whatever reason..but in the end you realize you just have to, no matter what. One of those things I have to realize is I have to move on, in many a sense of the word. I need to move on with my life, in what direction I don't care, it has never really mattered to me, I just know a change would do me good.
it seems like every two-three year point marks a turning point in my lifestyle in some way or another. whether it be a change in jobs, change in friends, or a change in living, it always seems that just as I start to settle into a place, start earning people's respect and admiration, it's time to move on elsewhere, and spread the good word there.
I'm giving Michigan another chance, funny how I state it like that, they are the ones re-admitting me, but it's my ultimate decision if I step foot on that campus again. UofM looks good from two angles when you approach it, but when you start to look closer and apply the other factors in my life, what I truly want (god only knows what that is), and just what would be the best...the golden path to the north has suddenly been polluted with foggy paths and road construction.
..life's just not right...
had it not been a Tuesday, things could've been worse..or maybe not.
life's full of things you just don't want to do, for whatever reason..but in the end you realize you just have to, no matter what. One of those things I have to realize is I have to move on, in many a sense of the word. I need to move on with my life, in what direction I don't care, it has never really mattered to me, I just know a change would do me good.
it seems like every two-three year point marks a turning point in my lifestyle in some way or another. whether it be a change in jobs, change in friends, or a change in living, it always seems that just as I start to settle into a place, start earning people's respect and admiration, it's time to move on elsewhere, and spread the good word there.
I'm giving Michigan another chance, funny how I state it like that, they are the ones re-admitting me, but it's my ultimate decision if I step foot on that campus again. UofM looks good from two angles when you approach it, but when you start to look closer and apply the other factors in my life, what I truly want (god only knows what that is), and just what would be the best...the golden path to the north has suddenly been polluted with foggy paths and road construction.
Monday, March 06, 2006
Rockstars We Are...
The Special Treatment...
Another Monday down, another reason why I think I'm a golden god...
We'll start off with work..we were apparently short servers, which caused everyone who was there to have four tables during the rush..I was really really bored, even with four tables..so I told Steph to sit me a fifth..unheard of I know, anyone asking for a fifth table, but you know how I roll...
so by the end of my lunch shift, somewhere around 2ish, I had made a nice $65..and cashed in on my free meal from Doug, went all out with desert and everything..I ate with mindy..and we kinda talked about things..and then we were kicked out of ecco so we went back to her place..
I was finished up with the eating and started to pass out on her bed, before I knew it it was almost 8pm and she was sleeping next to me..grrr, she wins again..so I got up, invited her to come with us, but she refused, and went home to change and go to Tumbleweed...
but here's the really cool thing..at 5 I received a text message from Lauren, our server from tumbleweed, stating that Xis was going to possible be there tonight, so if there were any underagers in our group to have good fakes or not come out that evening..amazing..
you know you're a regular when they have a table still set up for you even when you show up an hour later than your normal time..you know you've got it made when your server warns you about certain authorities or activities going on with your routine on certain days, and you know you're an alcoholic when you've exchanged numbers with the service staff...
as I stated we showed up about an hour late, they still having a table ready for me, and it was a nice little gathering..more trickled in as the last hour passed...the funniest when Andrea and her roommate walked in as the doors closed and they somehow got served well after last call..we learned the ghetto gardens "Buena Festa" song..and I made an ass out of myself by not changing the volume of my voice..
from there it was off to Comedy Caravan where we met up with Rachann, Darrell, and Jeremy Stone..but the place for whatever reason was packed and we couldn't get seats..so we start walking out and the guy who does all the introductions, who also runs Rhinos, comes running out to us..he's trying to get us to say saying he can get us seats..but we'd have to split up..and I asked what kind of split up..one'z two'z or half and half...of course, not the latter...so we decided just to let it be and go somewhere else..and he said next time we come it's on him, we are his guests..awesome...
so from there we went to the Vid? yeah I know, lame place, but we went none-the-less..we played some pool, I won a in a comeback against Darrell, but lost against Jeremy..and then Lambert, the "not gay but really gay" black guy from the OG comes walking in, telling us that he's over at the bird doing kareoke..so we make a quick stop at Rockits and then move next door to the bird..stand around watching people sing..we came too late to enter our names to sing so it was kinda lame..I turned another person onto Gin&Tonic's, which made me happy...also had to give his drunk ass a ride home, but he paid me, and that's where the night ended...
I went home, talked to mindy...then got really sick on I don't know what..she didn't want to come over because she "didn't have a car", but I told her if she were to go out and try to roll up her window, it would go up, I had the feeling...but she didn't even try and I tossed and turned with my headache and stomach pains..I think someone slipped me ruffies but they only did half the job, nobody was around to rape me..it's like setting up a bomb and forgetting to set the timer..jerks..
"No, she doesn't share much with us...except for her vagina cuz she's a whore!"
The Special Treatment...
Another Monday down, another reason why I think I'm a golden god...
We'll start off with work..we were apparently short servers, which caused everyone who was there to have four tables during the rush..I was really really bored, even with four tables..so I told Steph to sit me a fifth..unheard of I know, anyone asking for a fifth table, but you know how I roll...
so by the end of my lunch shift, somewhere around 2ish, I had made a nice $65..and cashed in on my free meal from Doug, went all out with desert and everything..I ate with mindy..and we kinda talked about things..and then we were kicked out of ecco so we went back to her place..
I was finished up with the eating and started to pass out on her bed, before I knew it it was almost 8pm and she was sleeping next to me..grrr, she wins again..so I got up, invited her to come with us, but she refused, and went home to change and go to Tumbleweed...
but here's the really cool thing..at 5 I received a text message from Lauren, our server from tumbleweed, stating that Xis was going to possible be there tonight, so if there were any underagers in our group to have good fakes or not come out that evening..amazing..
you know you're a regular when they have a table still set up for you even when you show up an hour later than your normal time..you know you've got it made when your server warns you about certain authorities or activities going on with your routine on certain days, and you know you're an alcoholic when you've exchanged numbers with the service staff...
as I stated we showed up about an hour late, they still having a table ready for me, and it was a nice little gathering..more trickled in as the last hour passed...the funniest when Andrea and her roommate walked in as the doors closed and they somehow got served well after last call..we learned the ghetto gardens "Buena Festa" song..and I made an ass out of myself by not changing the volume of my voice..
from there it was off to Comedy Caravan where we met up with Rachann, Darrell, and Jeremy Stone..but the place for whatever reason was packed and we couldn't get seats..so we start walking out and the guy who does all the introductions, who also runs Rhinos, comes running out to us..he's trying to get us to say saying he can get us seats..but we'd have to split up..and I asked what kind of split up..one'z two'z or half and half...of course, not the latter...so we decided just to let it be and go somewhere else..and he said next time we come it's on him, we are his guests..awesome...
so from there we went to the Vid? yeah I know, lame place, but we went none-the-less..we played some pool, I won a in a comeback against Darrell, but lost against Jeremy..and then Lambert, the "not gay but really gay" black guy from the OG comes walking in, telling us that he's over at the bird doing kareoke..so we make a quick stop at Rockits and then move next door to the bird..stand around watching people sing..we came too late to enter our names to sing so it was kinda lame..I turned another person onto Gin&Tonic's, which made me happy...also had to give his drunk ass a ride home, but he paid me, and that's where the night ended...
I went home, talked to mindy...then got really sick on I don't know what..she didn't want to come over because she "didn't have a car", but I told her if she were to go out and try to roll up her window, it would go up, I had the feeling...but she didn't even try and I tossed and turned with my headache and stomach pains..I think someone slipped me ruffies but they only did half the job, nobody was around to rape me..it's like setting up a bomb and forgetting to set the timer..jerks..
"No, she doesn't share much with us...except for her vagina cuz she's a whore!"
Sunday, March 05, 2006
Work sucks..
Back hurts..
life's stupid.
what a day, what a fucking day...I got up to my alarm going off at 10..well, I did wake up at 8 to turn all my lights off from the night prior...but when my alarm went of, I really didn't get up at first..eventually got myself out of bed because I picked up a shift to start at 1045..yippee..get to work and it's already lame..just because I'm tired really...I seriously had the worst set of tables to have at once...each table had one of those bastards who drinks their beverage to empty every time you turn your back, it is impossible to keep this guys glass full...so I had one on all three of my tables, all different drinks too..and then they were also so damned needy..and I tried to explain to the fat fucks that additional breadsticks and salad would take longer than normal because of the 55 top that was back in Ecco, so just stick to eating the entres you have in front of you, ok....
and to top it off, they were all horrible tippers too...I cut myself at 330 to take a quick break and come back..and I had only made $46, probably pushing 10% of my sales....and after my subway break I come back and didn't clock on til quarter to five, just because I was nearing overtime and told them they can seat me if they needed to, but technically I don't get back til 5..so when they tell me they were going to seat me, at 445..I sat and waited 23 minutes til my first table was actually sat...
and the night just went downhill from there...I did rock four tables for a bit, but when the Tools from LoewsFraternity were sat in my section, everything went to shit...I had those bastards who wanted refills on soup til they were bloated, then I was double sat, and then a party of seven went on one of my tables along with hope's table..and she didn't want to take it just because...
I busted my ass, kept drinks full and everything coming out when it need to and I still got shitty tips...5 on 60, and 8 on 90, which I had to split with hope since we shared that table...I'm a damn good server, people constantly tell me I'm the best server they have ever had..I bust my fucking ass to keep people pleased and I know I'm just doing my job, but show some fucking love..I make 2.13, not minimum wage or anything close to that..whenever you think a dollar per person is good, go fuck yourself...if you think anything lower than FIVE dollars is acceptable, don't eat out...and I know some people only have a certain amount of money, let's call them poor..well, keep in mind if you are expecting to only pay $50 for the night...make sure you fucking bill is no larger than 40...you have to tip people...20%..20% is the standard...that's what we fucking servers are EXPECTED to get...it's like the reverse of the fucking speed limit...you may only go up to 55mph, but you could go below, anything above and we've got a problem....put down your god damned 20%, that's where you start at..and you know, if they service was good, go up from there...jesus H people...it's not hard...
so anyways, I was pissed and stormed out of the OG...I was touchy all day, funny choice of words because a couple people were trying to carass me and I totally just went off on them about how I didn't like to be touched....and then you got fuckers moving slowly, not getting out of the way, going in the out door...fuck....
so on the way home I noticed one of the spotlight things shining in the sky, and I decided to follow it...I traced it over to Bluebird...and it had the name Robert Randolph on it...now I was just thinking to myself the other day how I wanted to see him and The Family Band in concert..I missed them last year at the Bird..so I went home, ate the rest of my sub, changed and drove back. I got inside, the band was playing..and they were great..it was really rockin', really something I could have gotten down to..but I wasn't feeling it...being upset and all, and then my back started killing me, so after the first set I decided it best ot go home...and here I am..
"My name is Jason too! - Oh, looks like we got a heckler...you don't see me coming down to the bus terminal and peeing on the seats while you're trying to work..because that's where you work..the bus terminal...."
Back hurts..
life's stupid.
what a day, what a fucking day...I got up to my alarm going off at 10..well, I did wake up at 8 to turn all my lights off from the night prior...but when my alarm went of, I really didn't get up at first..eventually got myself out of bed because I picked up a shift to start at 1045..yippee..get to work and it's already lame..just because I'm tired really...I seriously had the worst set of tables to have at once...each table had one of those bastards who drinks their beverage to empty every time you turn your back, it is impossible to keep this guys glass full...so I had one on all three of my tables, all different drinks too..and then they were also so damned needy..and I tried to explain to the fat fucks that additional breadsticks and salad would take longer than normal because of the 55 top that was back in Ecco, so just stick to eating the entres you have in front of you, ok....
and to top it off, they were all horrible tippers too...I cut myself at 330 to take a quick break and come back..and I had only made $46, probably pushing 10% of my sales....and after my subway break I come back and didn't clock on til quarter to five, just because I was nearing overtime and told them they can seat me if they needed to, but technically I don't get back til 5..so when they tell me they were going to seat me, at 445..I sat and waited 23 minutes til my first table was actually sat...
and the night just went downhill from there...I did rock four tables for a bit, but when the Tools from LoewsFraternity were sat in my section, everything went to shit...I had those bastards who wanted refills on soup til they were bloated, then I was double sat, and then a party of seven went on one of my tables along with hope's table..and she didn't want to take it just because...
I busted my ass, kept drinks full and everything coming out when it need to and I still got shitty tips...5 on 60, and 8 on 90, which I had to split with hope since we shared that table...I'm a damn good server, people constantly tell me I'm the best server they have ever had..I bust my fucking ass to keep people pleased and I know I'm just doing my job, but show some fucking love..I make 2.13, not minimum wage or anything close to that..whenever you think a dollar per person is good, go fuck yourself...if you think anything lower than FIVE dollars is acceptable, don't eat out...and I know some people only have a certain amount of money, let's call them poor..well, keep in mind if you are expecting to only pay $50 for the night...make sure you fucking bill is no larger than 40...you have to tip people...20%..20% is the standard...that's what we fucking servers are EXPECTED to get...it's like the reverse of the fucking speed limit...you may only go up to 55mph, but you could go below, anything above and we've got a problem....put down your god damned 20%, that's where you start at..and you know, if they service was good, go up from there...jesus H people...it's not hard...
so anyways, I was pissed and stormed out of the OG...I was touchy all day, funny choice of words because a couple people were trying to carass me and I totally just went off on them about how I didn't like to be touched....and then you got fuckers moving slowly, not getting out of the way, going in the out door...fuck....
so on the way home I noticed one of the spotlight things shining in the sky, and I decided to follow it...I traced it over to Bluebird...and it had the name Robert Randolph on it...now I was just thinking to myself the other day how I wanted to see him and The Family Band in concert..I missed them last year at the Bird..so I went home, ate the rest of my sub, changed and drove back. I got inside, the band was playing..and they were great..it was really rockin', really something I could have gotten down to..but I wasn't feeling it...being upset and all, and then my back started killing me, so after the first set I decided it best ot go home...and here I am..
"My name is Jason too! - Oh, looks like we got a heckler...you don't see me coming down to the bus terminal and peeing on the seats while you're trying to work..because that's where you work..the bus terminal...."
Thursday, March 02, 2006
My Day..
what a day...
It was my day and I decided to take the day off..
it wasn't a full day off, I mean I woke up, lingering in the mood I felt to slept with..went to work and tried my best to cover it up..well not really...I got into an argument with AB over my away messages...so asked me why I was so bitter..to which one of my coworkers astonished replied with, "Jason, you're bitter?" I love the way people view me..
work wasn't all that bad..I made yet again $35...somehow, three shifts in a row, same number..if I didn't love it so much I'd be pissed because that's hardly enough per shift...but the real highlight, and the thing that purely dumbfounded me was my 14 dollar tip on a $26 bill...the table in no way received extraordinary service, I would say it was on par with my normal first couple of tables in the morning service...the were my second..I don't remember making a joke or anything like that..but somehow they felt the need to tip me graciously..and I know it wasn't a goof because it was a credit card slip..people tend to misinterpret bills, leaving a 20 instead of a 10, and vice versa..but this had reason.
so I got cut really early for being an 1130, went home and started to wind down...as I was getting ready I somehow managed to half-way fall asleep and then wake up on time for class....amazing I know, but realizing, ehhhh
so I made a quick lunch to take with me for I was starving by that point and away I went....today they started covering bob Dylan..ohhhh, it was a good time..and you know, here's another little funny thing, alaina made a comment about my away messages, although this time she was just questioning my intent "wait, so mindy's doesn't have aim does she - nope - but those messages are directed at her right - yup - but.. - I'm not really talking to her, and she doesn't want to hear those things anyways, plus I need to get them out of my system somehow, so there you go"
after class I walked back home and pretty much did nothing..and then as I decided to go out to target and K-Roger the same thing happened to me from earlier...I got ready, all the lights were turned off, but I passed out on my couch...half awake and half asleep, the music being too loud to fully go into sleep mode, so again a rest of sorts, but unfullfilling..
after the nap it was now 930, I headed to target only to find that the clearanced items I wanted to shop through were all gone..then it was on to K-roger to purchase some random things like milk and cheese...
back at home nothing much happened..I had forgot to call anybody I had planned on, and somehow instigated and online away message war..with the same person who was yelling about them earlier..that provoked me to swear, and on lent when I was trying to abstain from doing such things...but you know I realized that with the downfall of the drinking escapade last night, and the recluse attitude I once again have..I'm going to become that fucking asshole again...and so after that not much really happened and I called it a night...
"You know, I'm just going to bite my tongue and not say anything because you can just fucking die!"
what a day...
It was my day and I decided to take the day off..
it wasn't a full day off, I mean I woke up, lingering in the mood I felt to slept with..went to work and tried my best to cover it up..well not really...I got into an argument with AB over my away messages...so asked me why I was so bitter..to which one of my coworkers astonished replied with, "Jason, you're bitter?" I love the way people view me..
work wasn't all that bad..I made yet again $35...somehow, three shifts in a row, same number..if I didn't love it so much I'd be pissed because that's hardly enough per shift...but the real highlight, and the thing that purely dumbfounded me was my 14 dollar tip on a $26 bill...the table in no way received extraordinary service, I would say it was on par with my normal first couple of tables in the morning service...the were my second..I don't remember making a joke or anything like that..but somehow they felt the need to tip me graciously..and I know it wasn't a goof because it was a credit card slip..people tend to misinterpret bills, leaving a 20 instead of a 10, and vice versa..but this had reason.
so I got cut really early for being an 1130, went home and started to wind down...as I was getting ready I somehow managed to half-way fall asleep and then wake up on time for class....amazing I know, but realizing, ehhhh
so I made a quick lunch to take with me for I was starving by that point and away I went....today they started covering bob Dylan..ohhhh, it was a good time..and you know, here's another little funny thing, alaina made a comment about my away messages, although this time she was just questioning my intent "wait, so mindy's doesn't have aim does she - nope - but those messages are directed at her right - yup - but.. - I'm not really talking to her, and she doesn't want to hear those things anyways, plus I need to get them out of my system somehow, so there you go"
after class I walked back home and pretty much did nothing..and then as I decided to go out to target and K-Roger the same thing happened to me from earlier...I got ready, all the lights were turned off, but I passed out on my couch...half awake and half asleep, the music being too loud to fully go into sleep mode, so again a rest of sorts, but unfullfilling..
after the nap it was now 930, I headed to target only to find that the clearanced items I wanted to shop through were all gone..then it was on to K-roger to purchase some random things like milk and cheese...
back at home nothing much happened..I had forgot to call anybody I had planned on, and somehow instigated and online away message war..with the same person who was yelling about them earlier..that provoked me to swear, and on lent when I was trying to abstain from doing such things...but you know I realized that with the downfall of the drinking escapade last night, and the recluse attitude I once again have..I'm going to become that fucking asshole again...and so after that not much really happened and I called it a night...
"You know, I'm just going to bite my tongue and not say anything because you can just fucking die!"
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Ashes to Ashes...
dust to dust....
just another day in the life of a catholic...
with the sound of my alarm going off at 10am so begin the cursing...cursing the fact I picked up a shift the day after Mardi Gras, picking up a double in fact..and picking up shifts on my one day off...that cursing combined with the cursing of missing church in the morning..
so I stumble to get ready, and somehow make it to work on time...there I see chase and "thank" him for calling me to go to church..the look was the same I got the day prior...not only did he forget to call, but he himself forgot to call..and like me, picked up a double and may miss going to church altogether..
so I worked the morning shift..made a mere $35, whoopee...but mindy invited me over to her place for lunch..somehow I saw this as a ploy to re-establish a friendship that I so was eagerly destroying in last nights phone calls....I obliged only because I wanted to give her back her rats..we ate some cheeseburgers and then she was on her way to work at 330...I stuck around and tried to piece together the events of last night...
back at work I was very pleased to hear that I was not only considered a split, but that there was a mass to be held at 9...Chase and I may actually be able to make it..so I worked...and it was lame, people were horrible tippers..I made $35 again but out the door by 730.
came back to my house, showered and changed and was off to find the catholic church to meet up with Chaser. I arrived just a little but late...somehow got in a turning lane when I thought it was the straight lane and that took me all about where I didn't want ot go..and to be honest, I don't think I could tell you how I got ot the church, but I did eventually find it..walked in, and saw chase through the glass sitting in the back..he sees me, I open the door, and open it right into myself, making noise and a fool out of myself...
so church was church...yes I felt a little out of place..they got things memorized and say things in unison I have no idea what was going on..but I played it all cool..except for when I was to receive the ashes..for some reason I found the whole thing hilarious..and I tried my best to keep from laughing, but if anybody who knew me would have been there, the look and grin on my face would have said otherwise...
so from church it was back out on the town..get my start at Bear's..Leah R's husband's friend's band was playing and she asked me to go and see them..so loving the local music scene I obliged. (she also offered me a free bear) so I was there taking it all in, got to see two of the three bands that were playing the night..the first band (being the friend's band) was good...nothing great, but something I could definitely sit through. the second was only entertaining..actually, it was just the percussionist who kept knocking over his cymbal, other than that nothing too spectacular...I was happy to have a chicken wrap, two gin&tonics, a Guinness..and actually turning Leah onto gin&tonics as well...
from there it was onto The Bluebird, this being 1230 and my girls just arriving...when I called then at 10 they were "getting ready". I picked up Andrea, though I was under the assumption that she was already at the bird) and met up with the others. it was headbangers Ball, and so we had a classic look back onto the hair bands of the 80's..the band was good, but it was too loud...and then a fight broke out and so we all peaced out over to Kirkwood for R&B night at Uncle Festers..a fight also broke out on Kirkwood and at the Jungle Room...I didn't know what the deal was, but it wasn't long before the cops were there to calm people down..it was at that point that I took rachann down to jimmy johns to get her a bite to eat and avoid all the cops.
after her meal we were back up top, but again not for long, the cops stuck around for the entire rest of the evening, which in reality wasn't that much longer because they were shortly kicking Andrea and myself ( along with others) out of the bars and onto the patio..somehow it turned out to be 3am...
I left and went home, Andrea said her roommates were on the way, but whatever, she was just being stupid for no particular reason and I didn't want to deal wit bullshit, I wanted to go home right after bluebird anyways, so this prolonged stay at another bar wasn't to appealing to me...
and as much as I had hyped it up, tonight was the night where a week's worth of drinking and feeling good would come crashing down..I was tired, the drinks made me even more tired..I didn't want to deal with stupid people not giving me straight answers (AB), and my situation kinda settled in...so I made my way home, wrote a couple emails I'll never send and called it a night...
In response to the ashes on my forehead "Wait, aren't you supposed to be fasting or something like that, and not drinking - I'm Catholic, not retarded"
dust to dust....
just another day in the life of a catholic...
with the sound of my alarm going off at 10am so begin the cursing...cursing the fact I picked up a shift the day after Mardi Gras, picking up a double in fact..and picking up shifts on my one day off...that cursing combined with the cursing of missing church in the morning..
so I stumble to get ready, and somehow make it to work on time...there I see chase and "thank" him for calling me to go to church..the look was the same I got the day prior...not only did he forget to call, but he himself forgot to call..and like me, picked up a double and may miss going to church altogether..
so I worked the morning shift..made a mere $35, whoopee...but mindy invited me over to her place for lunch..somehow I saw this as a ploy to re-establish a friendship that I so was eagerly destroying in last nights phone calls....I obliged only because I wanted to give her back her rats..we ate some cheeseburgers and then she was on her way to work at 330...I stuck around and tried to piece together the events of last night...
back at work I was very pleased to hear that I was not only considered a split, but that there was a mass to be held at 9...Chase and I may actually be able to make it..so I worked...and it was lame, people were horrible tippers..I made $35 again but out the door by 730.
came back to my house, showered and changed and was off to find the catholic church to meet up with Chaser. I arrived just a little but late...somehow got in a turning lane when I thought it was the straight lane and that took me all about where I didn't want ot go..and to be honest, I don't think I could tell you how I got ot the church, but I did eventually find it..walked in, and saw chase through the glass sitting in the back..he sees me, I open the door, and open it right into myself, making noise and a fool out of myself...
so church was church...yes I felt a little out of place..they got things memorized and say things in unison I have no idea what was going on..but I played it all cool..except for when I was to receive the ashes..for some reason I found the whole thing hilarious..and I tried my best to keep from laughing, but if anybody who knew me would have been there, the look and grin on my face would have said otherwise...
so from church it was back out on the town..get my start at Bear's..Leah R's husband's friend's band was playing and she asked me to go and see them..so loving the local music scene I obliged. (she also offered me a free bear) so I was there taking it all in, got to see two of the three bands that were playing the night..the first band (being the friend's band) was good...nothing great, but something I could definitely sit through. the second was only entertaining..actually, it was just the percussionist who kept knocking over his cymbal, other than that nothing too spectacular...I was happy to have a chicken wrap, two gin&tonics, a Guinness..and actually turning Leah onto gin&tonics as well...
from there it was onto The Bluebird, this being 1230 and my girls just arriving...when I called then at 10 they were "getting ready". I picked up Andrea, though I was under the assumption that she was already at the bird) and met up with the others. it was headbangers Ball, and so we had a classic look back onto the hair bands of the 80's..the band was good, but it was too loud...and then a fight broke out and so we all peaced out over to Kirkwood for R&B night at Uncle Festers..a fight also broke out on Kirkwood and at the Jungle Room...I didn't know what the deal was, but it wasn't long before the cops were there to calm people down..it was at that point that I took rachann down to jimmy johns to get her a bite to eat and avoid all the cops.
after her meal we were back up top, but again not for long, the cops stuck around for the entire rest of the evening, which in reality wasn't that much longer because they were shortly kicking Andrea and myself ( along with others) out of the bars and onto the patio..somehow it turned out to be 3am...
I left and went home, Andrea said her roommates were on the way, but whatever, she was just being stupid for no particular reason and I didn't want to deal wit bullshit, I wanted to go home right after bluebird anyways, so this prolonged stay at another bar wasn't to appealing to me...
and as much as I had hyped it up, tonight was the night where a week's worth of drinking and feeling good would come crashing down..I was tired, the drinks made me even more tired..I didn't want to deal with stupid people not giving me straight answers (AB), and my situation kinda settled in...so I made my way home, wrote a couple emails I'll never send and called it a night...
In response to the ashes on my forehead "Wait, aren't you supposed to be fasting or something like that, and not drinking - I'm Catholic, not retarded"
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