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As promised, the update about my trip to Keeneland this year:
I don't know what it is, but I seem to court drama every time I go to that place. I love going, but this is beginning to get ridiculous. Last year I had all the issues with D and J, that resulted in a huge mess, the end of one friendship, and a stage one clinger with J.
This year, Nola had mentioned that he might come down and hang out in Keeneland. I didn't expect it, but imagine my surprise when he actually showed! The problem came with one of my friends from work that came along. I seriously thought he was gay, and had made an offhand comment that morning, and he corrected my misconception immediately. I didn't think anything of it, and said no more. Nola shows up in time for lunch, and I can't shake my coworker. I realize he didn't know hardly anyone else there, but part of the fun of Give Back events is the networking and meeting new people. So I had a lovely lunch with both guys. *eye roll* He got so obnoxious about sticking by my side for the afternoon that Nola finally gave up trying to talk to me and hang out, and went to hang with some other people he knew. He ended up leaving early and I felt terrible because we couldn't spend any time together.
I guess I can't totally hate on the experience, as Nola and I still date occasionally (damn our busy schedules). It also brought me closer to Josh, my brother from another mother. I freakin' love that kid!
Showing posts with label can't take me out in public. Show all posts
Showing posts with label can't take me out in public. Show all posts
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Thursday, November 4, 2010
NEW
I received an invite to NEW: the Network of Executive Women. It's strange. I don't feel an affinity to this group or to women in general. It's not my demographic - yes, I am a woman, but I am an individual and my goals are not to further women's rights, so to speak.
I am more interested in furthering gay rights, or helping young professionals, and trying to become a better person. As far as I'm concerned, women are pretty well set. It has been stressed so much in the last 90 years that it is time to further a new demographic. It has become such a non-issue that for my generation, there has never been any doubt that women would do as well, if not better, than men. For that, I thank the generations for the battle they fought. This post is not meant to minimize their efforts, without which my openness would not be possible.
As I look around the room, there is a visible age line - the majority of the women are forty plus. There is a single table of girls that are early twenties. They were put all at the same table and are the college outreach division. *rolls eyes* Good job, NEW, you have eight potential members.
The conversation right now from the speaker is about building relationships with other women. I'm a little disgusted because apparently, relationships with men as a support system are for naught. Also, we clap after almost every statement. Ie- "Making IT Happen is about building relationships." *clap clap clap* How is everything said that impactful? It's not. I have to figure out a way to politely decline this next time. It's not for me, but I do hope to keep the lanyard.
Update:
There was a basket as you came down the stairs to deposit the lanyard into, but I just zipped up my coat over mine and walked out the door. Success!
I am more interested in furthering gay rights, or helping young professionals, and trying to become a better person. As far as I'm concerned, women are pretty well set. It has been stressed so much in the last 90 years that it is time to further a new demographic. It has become such a non-issue that for my generation, there has never been any doubt that women would do as well, if not better, than men. For that, I thank the generations for the battle they fought. This post is not meant to minimize their efforts, without which my openness would not be possible.
As I look around the room, there is a visible age line - the majority of the women are forty plus. There is a single table of girls that are early twenties. They were put all at the same table and are the college outreach division. *rolls eyes* Good job, NEW, you have eight potential members.
The conversation right now from the speaker is about building relationships with other women. I'm a little disgusted because apparently, relationships with men as a support system are for naught. Also, we clap after almost every statement. Ie- "Making IT Happen is about building relationships." *clap clap clap* How is everything said that impactful? It's not. I have to figure out a way to politely decline this next time. It's not for me, but I do hope to keep the lanyard.
Update:
There was a basket as you came down the stairs to deposit the lanyard into, but I just zipped up my coat over mine and walked out the door. Success!
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Still one of the guys
I got a guy's number tonight, and this after I was totally obnoxious just hanging out with a couple of my guys. We were trading insults like crazy, and this other guy had to get in on it. We had some good conversations, and he gave me his business card and told me to call him. I'm not sure if I will yet, I'd like to see how this weekend goes, as well as the fact this guy was probably over forty. And he smokes cigars, really good smelling cigars, but still.
Point to the good- John made a crack after I smelled the cigar that I like them long, thick, and black. I replied with, "better that than white and tiny!" He laughed really hard at my retort.
Point to the good- John made a crack after I smelled the cigar that I like them long, thick, and black. I replied with, "better that than white and tiny!" He laughed really hard at my retort.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Community Service
I have been in a bummer mood since Friday night, when I got a phone call. I was supposed to meet up with Dan this coming weekend in Pittsburgh, as it is halfway between us, but he had to cancel because he had a mandatory thing for his internship. It was only on Saturday, but that would entail him driving out on Friday, driving back on Saturday, driving out and back again on Sunday. Not exactly conducive to a great weekend. Our schedules are booked up for the next month, so the next available time we have to get together is 4th of July weekend (Booo traffic!), which I have an event, or the following weekend, which is the Paint the Town make up day.
Paint the Town was supposed to take place today, but was rained out with monsoon-like weather. We had already tapped the kegs for the after party, and who wants good beer to go to waste? So, we held the party in the morning instead. We had the beer, and all of the breakfast food that was left over, and some of the lunch stuff that had already been delivered. Plus, I had a boombox in my trunk that I got out and set to the radio station of our sponsor.
The problem? The beer wagon was on the edge of the parking lot, and the event tent was over in the middle, leaving a good 50 feet between them with torrential rain. Someone came up with the bright idea of a beer shuttle. We had a red tent that we manned a person on each leg. I would yell "All aboard the beer shuttle!" and we would shuffle about 20 people at a time over to the beer wagon to fill up. We had it timed so we headed over about every 6 minutes, so we would announce that too. Well, of course, I made so many trips over, I had to refill as well. Consequently, I was drunk by 11 am (but not the only one!). I managed to be quite entertaining to a lot of people, and somewhere on the interwebs there is a video. After a while, I had to wait for Drew, as he was assisting with ladder pick up, so I climbed in my car and fell asleep.
Apparently, I sent several drunken texts to my boys, and a hilarious voice mail to Dan, of which I don't remember what I said. I talked to him that night, and he told me that it was so cute :) He could totally tell I was drunk on the message, though. It has been a while since I've had more than 1 or 2 drinks, so it does not take much at all anymore- even less so than post surgery.
Anyway, talking about my Dan situation (damn his broken phone!) with a couple of people, taking a well-deserved nap, and good ol' fashioned drinking helped lift my mood.
PS- It's been one month today! This officially ends my challenge of keeping my relationship with Dan off Facebook. Not sure if I win; I'll have to ask on Monday. I don't think I'm going to go crazy and post all the pictures of us, or update my relationship status, but I will relax on the status updates, and posting in general. Hence the reason why I uploaded so much stuff today!
Paint the Town was supposed to take place today, but was rained out with monsoon-like weather. We had already tapped the kegs for the after party, and who wants good beer to go to waste? So, we held the party in the morning instead. We had the beer, and all of the breakfast food that was left over, and some of the lunch stuff that had already been delivered. Plus, I had a boombox in my trunk that I got out and set to the radio station of our sponsor.
The problem? The beer wagon was on the edge of the parking lot, and the event tent was over in the middle, leaving a good 50 feet between them with torrential rain. Someone came up with the bright idea of a beer shuttle. We had a red tent that we manned a person on each leg. I would yell "All aboard the beer shuttle!" and we would shuffle about 20 people at a time over to the beer wagon to fill up. We had it timed so we headed over about every 6 minutes, so we would announce that too. Well, of course, I made so many trips over, I had to refill as well. Consequently, I was drunk by 11 am (but not the only one!). I managed to be quite entertaining to a lot of people, and somewhere on the interwebs there is a video. After a while, I had to wait for Drew, as he was assisting with ladder pick up, so I climbed in my car and fell asleep.
Apparently, I sent several drunken texts to my boys, and a hilarious voice mail to Dan, of which I don't remember what I said. I talked to him that night, and he told me that it was so cute :) He could totally tell I was drunk on the message, though. It has been a while since I've had more than 1 or 2 drinks, so it does not take much at all anymore- even less so than post surgery.
Anyway, talking about my Dan situation (damn his broken phone!) with a couple of people, taking a well-deserved nap, and good ol' fashioned drinking helped lift my mood.
PS- It's been one month today! This officially ends my challenge of keeping my relationship with Dan off Facebook. Not sure if I win; I'll have to ask on Monday. I don't think I'm going to go crazy and post all the pictures of us, or update my relationship status, but I will relax on the status updates, and posting in general. Hence the reason why I uploaded so much stuff today!
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Another first
Witgen, Ann E [3:39 PM]:
so, i almost got into a bar fight last friday
Fleury, Allen E [3:39 PM]:
nice
Witgen, Ann E [3:40 PM]:
yeah, there was this ridiculous gay guy that was jolly and buying everyone a round of drinks and a lot of fun early on in the night
he was a little pompous- told us about his law degree from stanford several times
Fleury, Allen E [3:41 PM]:
yeah, people like that are really annoying
if they like to brag about how impressive they are, you know that inside they're looking down at you as a lesser person
Witgen, Ann E [3:42 PM]:
it was ok, he bought me a drink. lol
so, as the evening wore on, he drank more and got belligerant with everyone
then he started on me
i'm not going to say i was drunk, but i def wasn't sober
he was picking on everyone, and pushing buttons. i told him he was being snarky
which he was, but he took offense to the term
started berating me about my weight
which i've worked too hard on to be called fat anymore
did i mention i was drinking?
Fleury, Allen E [3:44 PM]:
what was he saying to people?
Witgen, Ann E [3:44 PM]:
you know, i don't remember. random stuff about clothing and looks and smarts
Fleury, Allen E [3:45 PM]:
well, if he wants to get personal like that, just tell him he has some brown stuff on his lip
Witgen, Ann E [3:45 PM]:
all i know is my friend was standing there, and he told him "we're two of the most easy going ppl here, and if you've pissed us off, you really had to work at it."
Fleury, Allen E [3:45 PM]:
lol
Witgen, Ann E [3:45 PM]:
by this time, it's me and the drunk gay in the middle of a circle of gays egging me on
i don't remember all the specifics of what i said, but i know i was not repeating myself, which really annoys me when people are arguing
we're nose to nose at this point, and i think he called me a fat bitch
Fleury, Allen E [3:46 PM]:
was he?
Witgen, Ann E [3:46 PM]:
yes
Fleury, Allen E [3:47 PM]:
you should have smacked him to the ground
Witgen, Ann E [3:47 PM]:
i told him "i'm gonna fuck you up!"
Fleury, Allen E [3:47 PM]:
wow
Witgen, Ann E [3:47 PM]:
i was going to hit him, and my friend pulled me back
by this time, i was sobering up, so i did walk away
Fleury, Allen E [3:48 PM]:
that's probably for the best
Witgen, Ann E [3:48 PM]:
yeah, i could have taken him
Fleury, Allen E [3:48 PM]:
you could have ended up spending a night in jail and an arrest record
I bet!
Witgen, Ann E [3:48 PM]:
who's going to press charges on a girl?
i swear to you, that is the first time i have ever been in an arguement at a bar
Fleury, Allen E [3:49 PM]:
probably that jerk if you hit him first
Witgen, Ann E [3:49 PM]:
i am usually the happy drunk, amusing everyone around me
yeah, he was a pussy
Fleury, Allen E [3:49 PM]:
it would be pretty lame if he did, but doesn't sound like he wouldn't
Witgen, Ann E [3:50 PM]:
i guess (fortunately) we'll never know
Fleury, Allen E [3:51 PM]:
yeah
Witgen, Ann E [3:51 PM]:
it was good times
Fleury, Allen E [3:51 PM]:
good story though
Witgen, Ann E [3:51 PM]:
i know i provided a show to the gays, and usually it's the other way around
Fleury, Allen E [3:51 PM]:
it's nice to give back
Witgen, Ann E [3:51 PM]:
yeah. that was our catchphrase for the rest of the week
"i'm gonna fuck you up"
Fleury, Allen E [3:52 PM]:
well I have to go meet with a clerk, and make all this travel expense worth it!
lol
Witgen, Ann E [3:52 PM]:
have fun, hope you feel better now!
Fleury, Allen E [3:52 PM]:
thanks!
so, i almost got into a bar fight last friday
Fleury, Allen E [3:39 PM]:
nice
Witgen, Ann E [3:40 PM]:
yeah, there was this ridiculous gay guy that was jolly and buying everyone a round of drinks and a lot of fun early on in the night
he was a little pompous- told us about his law degree from stanford several times
Fleury, Allen E [3:41 PM]:
yeah, people like that are really annoying
if they like to brag about how impressive they are, you know that inside they're looking down at you as a lesser person
Witgen, Ann E [3:42 PM]:
it was ok, he bought me a drink. lol
so, as the evening wore on, he drank more and got belligerant with everyone
then he started on me
i'm not going to say i was drunk, but i def wasn't sober
he was picking on everyone, and pushing buttons. i told him he was being snarky
which he was, but he took offense to the term
started berating me about my weight
which i've worked too hard on to be called fat anymore
did i mention i was drinking?
Fleury, Allen E [3:44 PM]:
what was he saying to people?
Witgen, Ann E [3:44 PM]:
you know, i don't remember. random stuff about clothing and looks and smarts
Fleury, Allen E [3:45 PM]:
well, if he wants to get personal like that, just tell him he has some brown stuff on his lip
Witgen, Ann E [3:45 PM]:
all i know is my friend was standing there, and he told him "we're two of the most easy going ppl here, and if you've pissed us off, you really had to work at it."
Fleury, Allen E [3:45 PM]:
lol
Witgen, Ann E [3:45 PM]:
by this time, it's me and the drunk gay in the middle of a circle of gays egging me on
i don't remember all the specifics of what i said, but i know i was not repeating myself, which really annoys me when people are arguing
we're nose to nose at this point, and i think he called me a fat bitch
Fleury, Allen E [3:46 PM]:
was he?
Witgen, Ann E [3:46 PM]:
yes
Fleury, Allen E [3:47 PM]:
you should have smacked him to the ground
Witgen, Ann E [3:47 PM]:
i told him "i'm gonna fuck you up!"
Fleury, Allen E [3:47 PM]:
wow
Witgen, Ann E [3:47 PM]:
i was going to hit him, and my friend pulled me back
by this time, i was sobering up, so i did walk away
Fleury, Allen E [3:48 PM]:
that's probably for the best
Witgen, Ann E [3:48 PM]:
yeah, i could have taken him
Fleury, Allen E [3:48 PM]:
you could have ended up spending a night in jail and an arrest record
I bet!
Witgen, Ann E [3:48 PM]:
who's going to press charges on a girl?
i swear to you, that is the first time i have ever been in an arguement at a bar
Fleury, Allen E [3:49 PM]:
probably that jerk if you hit him first
Witgen, Ann E [3:49 PM]:
i am usually the happy drunk, amusing everyone around me
yeah, he was a pussy
Fleury, Allen E [3:49 PM]:
it would be pretty lame if he did, but doesn't sound like he wouldn't
Witgen, Ann E [3:50 PM]:
i guess (fortunately) we'll never know
Fleury, Allen E [3:51 PM]:
yeah
Witgen, Ann E [3:51 PM]:
it was good times
Fleury, Allen E [3:51 PM]:
good story though
Witgen, Ann E [3:51 PM]:
i know i provided a show to the gays, and usually it's the other way around
Fleury, Allen E [3:51 PM]:
it's nice to give back
Witgen, Ann E [3:51 PM]:
yeah. that was our catchphrase for the rest of the week
"i'm gonna fuck you up"
Fleury, Allen E [3:52 PM]:
well I have to go meet with a clerk, and make all this travel expense worth it!
lol
Witgen, Ann E [3:52 PM]:
have fun, hope you feel better now!
Fleury, Allen E [3:52 PM]:
thanks!
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Windows open in Winter? That's crazy talk!
Two stories today:
Last Tuesday, I was driving to work, and following the proper driving procedures, turn signals, stay in lane, you know. I turned the corner to approach the parking garage on the left. A guy flew around me on the right, cut me off, and pulled into the garage ahead of me.
Of course, I yelled, "Fucker!!"
Both mine and his windows were down as we were preparing to grab a ticket from the feeder. Fortunately, the other driver ignored me, and proceeded into the garage. My passenger, on the other hand, did not. Drew reminded me that I should proceed in traffic as if my windows were always open and maybe not shout things. It's as if he reads this blog!
Last Wednesday, I was walking on Vine street to catch the bus home, and the intersection at 7th is a little dicey. Drivers tend to run red lights, so crossing on the "all clear" is dangerous. One of the cars raced across the street on the red, and stopped in the crosswalk.
I yelled, "Nice stop in the intersection, NUMBNUTS!!"
His windows were fortunately up, since he looked kind of scary. The pedestrian walking next to me did not have windows, so he clearly heard me. It wasn't a complete fail, though, since we struck up a conversation as we continued down Vine for a couple of blocks. Nice guy.
Last Tuesday, I was driving to work, and following the proper driving procedures, turn signals, stay in lane, you know. I turned the corner to approach the parking garage on the left. A guy flew around me on the right, cut me off, and pulled into the garage ahead of me.
Of course, I yelled, "Fucker!!"
Both mine and his windows were down as we were preparing to grab a ticket from the feeder. Fortunately, the other driver ignored me, and proceeded into the garage. My passenger, on the other hand, did not. Drew reminded me that I should proceed in traffic as if my windows were always open and maybe not shout things. It's as if he reads this blog!
Last Wednesday, I was walking on Vine street to catch the bus home, and the intersection at 7th is a little dicey. Drivers tend to run red lights, so crossing on the "all clear" is dangerous. One of the cars raced across the street on the red, and stopped in the crosswalk.
I yelled, "Nice stop in the intersection, NUMBNUTS!!"
His windows were fortunately up, since he looked kind of scary. The pedestrian walking next to me did not have windows, so he clearly heard me. It wasn't a complete fail, though, since we struck up a conversation as we continued down Vine for a couple of blocks. Nice guy.
Friday, September 25, 2009
Telling a story with pictures
Witgen, Ann E [3:35 PM]:
do you get to leave early for your trip this weekend?
Smith, Jason T [3:35 PM]:
I had to cancel my trip
I was supposed to have today off
Witgen, Ann E [3:36 PM]:
oh, that sucks.
Smith, Jason T [3:36 PM]:
that whole no money thing sucks
I can't wait fro wednesday
Witgen, Ann E [3:36 PM]:
i hear you.
well, it was supposed to be crappy weather almost all weekend anyway.
horrible for driving
i'm sure that's no consolation
Smith, Jason T [3:37 PM]:
yeah it wouldve been horrible on the lake
I was going to my grandparents lake cottage
Witgen, Ann E [3:41 PM]:
you'll be able to take your boat next season- that's something to look forward to
Smith, Jason T [3:41 PM]:
nah, their boats and jet skis are all better than my boat
Witgen, Ann E [3:42 PM]:
jet skis look dangerous
Smith, Jason T [3:42 PM]:
oh my god theyre so much fun
Witgen, Ann E [3:42 PM]:
i've never been on one, but with my luck, i would flip it and hurt myself
that's what i manage to do every time i go tubing
Smith, Jason T [3:43 PM]:
tubing is like the most dangerous thing to do on water
you have no control whatsoever
Witgen, Ann E [3:44 PM]:
oh, that's what it is. works for me, blame the sport, not my lack of ability
it's still fun, but the next day i have bruises in strange places and muscle aches.
Witgen, Ann E [3:47 PM]:
here's a mental picture for you: one of those huge 4-man tubes and me causing it to flip during a turn. the other three people fall off into the water, more or less right there. Me, on the other hand, bounce across the water on my face about 4 or 5 times, then sink like a stone, despite the life jacket. i surface, and the boat was no where in sight, that's how far i flew.
do you get to leave early for your trip this weekend?
Smith, Jason T [3:35 PM]:
I had to cancel my trip
I was supposed to have today off
Witgen, Ann E [3:36 PM]:
oh, that sucks.
Smith, Jason T [3:36 PM]:
that whole no money thing sucks
I can't wait fro wednesday
Witgen, Ann E [3:36 PM]:
i hear you.
well, it was supposed to be crappy weather almost all weekend anyway.
horrible for driving
i'm sure that's no consolation
Smith, Jason T [3:37 PM]:
yeah it wouldve been horrible on the lake
I was going to my grandparents lake cottage
Witgen, Ann E [3:41 PM]:
you'll be able to take your boat next season- that's something to look forward to
Smith, Jason T [3:41 PM]:
nah, their boats and jet skis are all better than my boat
Witgen, Ann E [3:42 PM]:
jet skis look dangerous
Smith, Jason T [3:42 PM]:
oh my god theyre so much fun
Witgen, Ann E [3:42 PM]:
i've never been on one, but with my luck, i would flip it and hurt myself
that's what i manage to do every time i go tubing
Smith, Jason T [3:43 PM]:
tubing is like the most dangerous thing to do on water
you have no control whatsoever
Witgen, Ann E [3:44 PM]:
oh, that's what it is. works for me, blame the sport, not my lack of ability
it's still fun, but the next day i have bruises in strange places and muscle aches.
Witgen, Ann E [3:47 PM]:
here's a mental picture for you: one of those huge 4-man tubes and me causing it to flip during a turn. the other three people fall off into the water, more or less right there. Me, on the other hand, bounce across the water on my face about 4 or 5 times, then sink like a stone, despite the life jacket. i surface, and the boat was no where in sight, that's how far i flew.
Friday, August 28, 2009
Why, yes, the windows WERE open.
I was hanging out with AJ the other day. Hell if I can remember where we were and what we were doing, but I remember I was getting louder and yelling at people, and he had to remind me that the windows were open and people could hear me. I'm guessing we were in the car.
Oh, I remember now. We were pulling into the parking lot at the Kathy Griffin show, and I made some crack about people walking in the middle of the road. I don't think I have a quiet volume.
Oh, I remember now. We were pulling into the parking lot at the Kathy Griffin show, and I made some crack about people walking in the middle of the road. I don't think I have a quiet volume.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
The windows were closed, I swear!
The other day, I hollered at a guy in a truck trying to cut me off on the entrance ramp to the highway. The two lanes merged into one, and he waited until the last possible minute to attept a merge, but the spot he tried was already taken. I swear, he was only 6 inches from the vehicle. The windows of the vehicle were all closed, so I'm certain the guy in the truck didn't hear me. The problem is that I was riding the bus home and everyone on it heard me yell, "MORON!!!"
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Thank you very much, Mr. Roboto.
Yay! I have a second follower! Although, given the user name, I'm inclined to believe it's a bot. That's okay, I welcome their comments, too.
And now, for the story of the restaurant . . .
Karen and I went to Rock Bottom, in the heart of downtown Cincinnati, and a restaurant I love. I gave her a bunch of recommendations from the menu, and chose a favorite for myself (Sonoma chicken wrap for her, Southwest burger for me). We gave the waitress our order, and proceeded to wait. We were talking so much, and yelling at other patrons (me), that we didn't notice an inordinate amount of time had passed. I mentioned that I was really hungry, and could start gnawing on the table. This was about 4pm, and we had been there since before 3:30pm.
I've mentioned previously about the pigeons (I can't believe they used to be a delicacy in Olde England). There was one that was walking around in front of the door to go inside Rock Bottom. Another server opened the door and the pigeon flew up in his face and he screamed a little. I told him I was waiting for that to happen, and he kind of glared at me. What I meant was I was waiting for someone to hit the pigeon with the door, and he thought I meant I was waiting for someone to be startled by the stupid birds. Oops, forgot about the windows again.
The waitress came over and noticed that we didn't have any food. Apparently, another table had came in after us and ordered the exact same thing we did, and a different employee (just a food runner) took our food out to them. When our server checked with her, she asked if the food had gone out, not to whom it went. She apologized profusely to us, and put our order in again. The manager came out to our table and apologized, and said that they would make it up to us.
Meanwhile, Karen orders another beer, and we continue talking, and complaining about being hungry (mostly me). Our food finally comes out shortly before 4:30pm, and we devour it. I think I finished my burger in less than 5 minutes. Both the waitress and the manager came out again to apologize and bring us our bill. After 3 beers, $5 apiece, and 2 meals, $10 apiece; the total bill came to $14.84. They charged us $2 total for the beers, since they served us, they had to charge us something, then gave us a hefty employee discount on top of it. I left a good tip based on the original total, because, really, if not for the extreme hunger we felt, we would have never noticed. She did give us good service, good food, good company, and with that total, who's to argue?
And now, for the story of the restaurant . . .
Karen and I went to Rock Bottom, in the heart of downtown Cincinnati, and a restaurant I love. I gave her a bunch of recommendations from the menu, and chose a favorite for myself (Sonoma chicken wrap for her, Southwest burger for me). We gave the waitress our order, and proceeded to wait. We were talking so much, and yelling at other patrons (me), that we didn't notice an inordinate amount of time had passed. I mentioned that I was really hungry, and could start gnawing on the table. This was about 4pm, and we had been there since before 3:30pm.
I've mentioned previously about the pigeons (I can't believe they used to be a delicacy in Olde England). There was one that was walking around in front of the door to go inside Rock Bottom. Another server opened the door and the pigeon flew up in his face and he screamed a little. I told him I was waiting for that to happen, and he kind of glared at me. What I meant was I was waiting for someone to hit the pigeon with the door, and he thought I meant I was waiting for someone to be startled by the stupid birds. Oops, forgot about the windows again.
The waitress came over and noticed that we didn't have any food. Apparently, another table had came in after us and ordered the exact same thing we did, and a different employee (just a food runner) took our food out to them. When our server checked with her, she asked if the food had gone out, not to whom it went. She apologized profusely to us, and put our order in again. The manager came out to our table and apologized, and said that they would make it up to us.
Meanwhile, Karen orders another beer, and we continue talking, and complaining about being hungry (mostly me). Our food finally comes out shortly before 4:30pm, and we devour it. I think I finished my burger in less than 5 minutes. Both the waitress and the manager came out again to apologize and bring us our bill. After 3 beers, $5 apiece, and 2 meals, $10 apiece; the total bill came to $14.84. They charged us $2 total for the beers, since they served us, they had to charge us something, then gave us a hefty employee discount on top of it. I left a good tip based on the original total, because, really, if not for the extreme hunger we felt, we would have never noticed. She did give us good service, good food, good company, and with that total, who's to argue?
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Why I changed the title of the blog
Funny story . . .
Karen came to visit this weekend, and got to experience driving around Cincinnati with me. Part of the reason I now ride the bus to work is because I have become a very aggressive driver and can't stand the rest of the people on the road. I tend to yell things, call names, and get frustrated with everyone else's driving. Anyway, she got to witness all this, and may have been slightly amused/horrified.
I was driving downtown, and pulled into an underground parking garage. There was a large white pickup trying to maneuver into a space meant for a compact car. I yelled, "You're too big!" and Karen noticed both my windows, and his were wide open. There was no way that he didn't hear me. Then I felt bad, because a great big guy got out of the truck, and he had no way of knowing if I was insulting him, or his truck.
Later on, while we were waiting for our dinner at a restaurant with an outside patio (a story for another day), there were some pigeons flying around grabbing at scraps on the ground. Karen noticed they were being fed by some guys at a table behind me. Not knowing who was the culprit, I turned around and yelled, "All right, who gets a beatdown for feeding the rats with wings?!?!" I turned back; Karen looked at me and said, "maybe you need to pretend the windows are always open and people will hear you."
Hence, the title of my blog, and a reminder to keep my big mouth shut unless writing here.
Karen came to visit this weekend, and got to experience driving around Cincinnati with me. Part of the reason I now ride the bus to work is because I have become a very aggressive driver and can't stand the rest of the people on the road. I tend to yell things, call names, and get frustrated with everyone else's driving. Anyway, she got to witness all this, and may have been slightly amused/horrified.
I was driving downtown, and pulled into an underground parking garage. There was a large white pickup trying to maneuver into a space meant for a compact car. I yelled, "You're too big!" and Karen noticed both my windows, and his were wide open. There was no way that he didn't hear me. Then I felt bad, because a great big guy got out of the truck, and he had no way of knowing if I was insulting him, or his truck.
Later on, while we were waiting for our dinner at a restaurant with an outside patio (a story for another day), there were some pigeons flying around grabbing at scraps on the ground. Karen noticed they were being fed by some guys at a table behind me. Not knowing who was the culprit, I turned around and yelled, "All right, who gets a beatdown for feeding the rats with wings?!?!" I turned back; Karen looked at me and said, "maybe you need to pretend the windows are always open and people will hear you."
Hence, the title of my blog, and a reminder to keep my big mouth shut unless writing here.
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