Livin' La Vida Loca
Life is insane. I need to tone down my schedule. Quick recap of the week.
Went to Karaoke with Kathy after work, ended up picking up a guy at the bar... he was a cutie... but that is irrelevant. I had fun, but anyways. Jello shots are BAD. Elise and I went home, and I don't really remember it.
Went to Omega with Bryan and Elise - met... John... Hmmm. Ran in to my brother and Izzy. Izzy was being an asshole - my brother was freaking out because there were too many people around - he's been in Iraq for almost two years - he couldn't handle being in a room with that many people. Izzy, the self-centered bastard that he is, goes and tells Matt - it's OVER, calm down... blah blah blah. So Matt ended up hanging out with the four of us at a table until we decided to bounce. Went back to John's house, chilled there. Elise and Bryan passed out. John and I ended up talking for about two hours about life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness back afterwards while Elise and Bryan slept on the couch.
Oh - on the way there, ran in to the kid that I had a crush on all through high school. Mother fuck - I STILL to this day can't even talk to him. Talk about a complex. What did I skip pool for on Monday? - um - don't remember. I think that we ended up hanging out here at the house, drinking beers... getting in to trouble per usual.
I don't really remember what I did on certain days. I went to Matt's ceremony on Wednesday, and we hung out that night. OMG. Can I just say that I want to kill Matt's little friend Izzy? Fucking bastard - we get back from the bar... and he and the girl that is not his girlfriend go in to the bathroom - directly after I announce that I have to pee really badly. So I go bang on the goddamned door. They come out, and proceed to go in to MY ROOM. That was where I lost it. They were in my room, and I was yelling in the bathroom that I was going to kick their asses if they didn't get out of my room. So - got done in the bathroom, and went to open my bedroom door, and they were in front of it. I pushed it over and knocked them on the floor. Saw Izzy's ass - never wanted to see that. I told them to get the fuck out, they were like, jeeez... ? WTF! MY HOUSE, MY ROOM, and you can't respect MY WISHES?
I mean, there was a house FULL of people, Allison just got back from VA, so she was there, and Lucas, and then there was my brother and I. Ugh - my life needs to settle down, and I need to lose the ones who don't get the way that life works. Fucking immature prick.
So I worked Friday after only sleeping for an hour Thursday night, and then I was supposed to meet up with Elise at work when I got out. But Kathy's friend Roger was in town on business from VA, so she wanted me to hang out with her. So, decided that I could call Elise at work and go out and have a few beers elsewhere instead. Get in to the car - and realize that I don't have my ID. Said that, and Kathy is like, whatever, I can get you served. I told her that my ID was in the center console of my car, which was with Elise at work - ten minutes up the road. But NOOOO - had to drive all of the way to Portsmouth to find out that they couldn't serve me. Yea. Then go to Kathy's house to wait for Elise to get out of work. She had got out a half hour prior. So - I am stuck at Kathy's house, without knowing where Elise was (we were supposed to go to Manch-Vegas to meet up with Bryan and John...) and even her fucking computer didn't have a keyboard, couldn't check my email, couldn't chat online. Nothing to do - but luckily Elise showed up then. Bryan isn't answering his phone... So we decide to go home. Passed the fuck out.
Go to work on Saturday, finish setting up, the first party starts arriving early. That's fine. Then I look over, and the other party is starting to show up - an HOUR early. What a cluster fuck. We were understaffed three people on waitstaff - it was my first night of running a room on my own, it was a plated meal, and it was hell.
The first thing that happens - a three car accident as both parties are arriving. Three ambulances, three tow trucks, a fire truck and several cop cars. The person who was rear ended was the future brother in law of one of the grooms. Nice. At this point - neither of the bridal parties can get in to the parking lot - limos are driving back and forth.
The waitstaff weren't used to me being officially in charge, so they wanted to double check everything with John. Then after that, Kathy was going and getting in my face 'cause people were fucking up left and right. I'm sorry if I went in to the walk-in for TWENTY SECONDS - Audrey took a fucking tray of salads and started serving before we were ready - AND she started serving the wrong end of the room. I can't babysit everyone - I had no chance to establish the fact that I was in charge of that room. One party ate an hour late - the other part ate twenty minutes early - so the kitchen was understaffed as well, because we weren't prepared to have two dinners going off at the same time.
The cook told me to tell Kathy to back off and let me do what I needed to do. I talked to John really quickly, and told him what was happening and that I would handle it when everything wasn't in such chaos. Kathy had already gone around behind my back and fucking yapped to all of the waitstaff. How am I supposed to be the point person for the waitstaff if I have the BARTENDER up my ass all night, usurping my authority?
So I told them - Listen to ME, and things started to calm down for that five minute period.
So she comes in to the kitchen, and starts telling Lolita what to do, and she is shaking her head and is like ooohhh...! So I went up to her and told her flat out that she was just confusing them at that point.
Then we ended up finding out that a lot of the guests didn't RSVP with their choice of meal - beef or chicken. So the bride and groom guessed. We start running out of beef. I had to shut the choice off at the end, because we didn't have enough for people to choose. People were a little bit upset about that.
Rob, the cook, who never says anything good about anyone - told John that I handled everything very well and kept my cool. Compliments from him are rare. Very much so.
So - we pull the cakes out of the room - John is cutting the first one, and then I'm setting up the second - and we realize that there isn't going to be enough cake for everyone - go ask the bride and groom, and there is supposed to be a sheet cake delivered with the display cake. Well, there wasn't a cake delivered. We had to serve their cake top - and I had to cut that in half horizontally, it was horrific. Had to throw ice cream on the plates with those pieces because they were so small. But, we got everyone served. Another near - disaster averted.
Then - Nancy burns herself with hot coffee 'cause someone made the coffee without a bracket in the thing. So the top part was full of water that was 260 degrees. So of course, there were coffee grounds all over the place, we couldn't make coffee at this point, 'cause we couldn't remove the basket without burning ourselves to brew a new pot.
I'm just glad that there were no parties for Sunday - if I had to deal with a room flip I would have freaked out. It was insane. Then Elise shows up - and we went home, there was a message from John on the answering machine, so we called them up. Played a couple of games of cards... Went to Manch-Vegas. So - we're waiting for them to get out of the bar - and sitting at 7Eleven, getting annoyed. Some guy took a pic of us and some other guy - from Michigan - us on either side, giving him smooches on the cheek. LOL - there's another random digi of us on the internet.
Then these three black guys pull up next to us - start talking to us. Bryan and John pull up and they are surrounding the car - we jumped out and were like, HELP! RUN!
That's what happens when you keep us waiting - we get stuck getting hit on. LMAO. That's right. There are other guys on the planet, and we DO know it. LOL. Bryan asked Elise if she was giving her number out... Jealous? NAW. Get back to Bryan's house, and then he and John were like, we were going to get out of the car, whatnot. I guess the guys said "motherfuckers" - which almost got a whole shitstorm started. LMFAO. That would have been fantastic. Keep us waiting and see what you get. It won't be good.
uh - yeah, this week was insane. I'm glad that it is over. I'm taking today OFF OF MY LIFE! I'm going to spend the day calling friends and catching up on normal duties.
