meh. i'm so hungover.
i got all belligerantly drunk last night.
i had the worst day of work yesterday. it's the art festival on walnut street, so all of these completely ignorant tools were coming into my starbucks in droves. so many people had no fucking idea what they were ordering. "hi, i'd like a caramal mocha". so, i make them one, and then they are like "oooh. i meant the cold one."
"you mean a frappucino?" -me
"yeah, i guess"-them
garg!!that happened like 10 times. i'm not kidding. i swear, i wish i could kick customers in the shins.
then there was the guy that was like "i want that tazoberry thing."
"it's frozen? that's a frapuccino." - me
"no... it's not a CAPPUCINO"- him
"no. i said FRAPPUCCINO"- me
"oh" - him
SO, after having to deal with morons all night i needed to drink. my boyfriend's close friend was in town from bradford and he wanted me to meet him, so we met up at zythos.
i had never really been to zythos before. it was kinda boring, but they have a good beer selection. i'm not really one for hipster type bars.
while i was there, i got a call on my cell phone from some random wrong number dude that proceeded to try and convince me to come to his house in robinson township for a party. when i asked him why i would go to his house when i have a nice boyfriend buying me alcohol, his reply was "dude. WE HAVE KEGS". hahahahahahaha.
so, after i hung up on him he called back 3 times and i didn't answer. i decided it would be really funny if i made my boy's friend call the guy, so he did. i think he scared the random caller off permanently by propositioning him for a 3some.
then, we went to bar 11, i love bar 11, they give free toys and candy necklaces and junk with their drinks. it was pretty hilarious, though, because i wasn't even dressed up last night and as soon as we walked into bar 11 i was hit on by 5 or so guys. i even got some dude to show his manboobs in an attempt to get the bartender to wait on me. i use my charms on drunken men for evil.
ok. this is the best part.
when i finally did get the bartender to wait on me, he gave me a free shot and then he started stuffing things down my shirt. i got 3 candy necklaces, lots of toys, and a dollar. i have no idea why he gave me a dollar. it actually kind of scares me that the bartender was giving me $$. he also made my drinks way too strong and that's why i'm all sickly now.
it's a good thing i was there with 3 guys though, because the bartender was not so subtly trying to get me to meet him after his shift by being all charming like and saying "all i can say to that is i get off at 2:30" whenever i asked him for anything.
oh yeah. i also punched my boyfriend's friend in the head because he went up to some girl and told her i thought she had a nice ass.
she did have a nice ass, but bar 11 is not the place for lesbo hijinks!
hahahah. oh man.
i just read over this, and it is long. i don't think any of you probably have any idea what i'm talking about.
*passes out*
edit: i just remembered that when we got home, i had a little spat outside with my boyfriend. i was waiting at the front door of his place, when the cops showed up. apparently, they had gotten a call about 2 guys getting in a fist fight and there was a broken bottle and everything. hahaha. i think the only reaction i had to the cop telling me that was "well, i'm obviously a man".
the most amusing part is my boyfriend said the exact same thing when the cop told him. "well, you've seen my girlfriend. she's obviously a man". hahaha. the cop just left in a fit of giggles. i guess we had just gotten home shortly after some kind of drunken brawl.
i got all belligerantly drunk last night.
i had the worst day of work yesterday. it's the art festival on walnut street, so all of these completely ignorant tools were coming into my starbucks in droves. so many people had no fucking idea what they were ordering. "hi, i'd like a caramal mocha". so, i make them one, and then they are like "oooh. i meant the cold one."
"you mean a frappucino?" -me
"yeah, i guess"-them
garg!!that happened like 10 times. i'm not kidding. i swear, i wish i could kick customers in the shins.
then there was the guy that was like "i want that tazoberry thing."
"it's frozen? that's a frapuccino." - me
"no... it's not a CAPPUCINO"- him
"no. i said FRAPPUCCINO"- me
"oh" - him
SO, after having to deal with morons all night i needed to drink. my boyfriend's close friend was in town from bradford and he wanted me to meet him, so we met up at zythos.
i had never really been to zythos before. it was kinda boring, but they have a good beer selection. i'm not really one for hipster type bars.
while i was there, i got a call on my cell phone from some random wrong number dude that proceeded to try and convince me to come to his house in robinson township for a party. when i asked him why i would go to his house when i have a nice boyfriend buying me alcohol, his reply was "dude. WE HAVE KEGS". hahahahahahaha.
so, after i hung up on him he called back 3 times and i didn't answer. i decided it would be really funny if i made my boy's friend call the guy, so he did. i think he scared the random caller off permanently by propositioning him for a 3some.
then, we went to bar 11, i love bar 11, they give free toys and candy necklaces and junk with their drinks. it was pretty hilarious, though, because i wasn't even dressed up last night and as soon as we walked into bar 11 i was hit on by 5 or so guys. i even got some dude to show his manboobs in an attempt to get the bartender to wait on me. i use my charms on drunken men for evil.
ok. this is the best part.
when i finally did get the bartender to wait on me, he gave me a free shot and then he started stuffing things down my shirt. i got 3 candy necklaces, lots of toys, and a dollar. i have no idea why he gave me a dollar. it actually kind of scares me that the bartender was giving me $$. he also made my drinks way too strong and that's why i'm all sickly now.
it's a good thing i was there with 3 guys though, because the bartender was not so subtly trying to get me to meet him after his shift by being all charming like and saying "all i can say to that is i get off at 2:30" whenever i asked him for anything.
oh yeah. i also punched my boyfriend's friend in the head because he went up to some girl and told her i thought she had a nice ass.
she did have a nice ass, but bar 11 is not the place for lesbo hijinks!
hahahah. oh man.
i just read over this, and it is long. i don't think any of you probably have any idea what i'm talking about.
*passes out*
edit: i just remembered that when we got home, i had a little spat outside with my boyfriend. i was waiting at the front door of his place, when the cops showed up. apparently, they had gotten a call about 2 guys getting in a fist fight and there was a broken bottle and everything. hahaha. i think the only reaction i had to the cop telling me that was "well, i'm obviously a man".
the most amusing part is my boyfriend said the exact same thing when the cop told him. "well, you've seen my girlfriend. she's obviously a man". hahaha. the cop just left in a fit of giggles. i guess we had just gotten home shortly after some kind of drunken brawl.
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catboner:
i fucking HATE shit like that. at least once a day someone says "oh, did i forget to say iced?" or i give someone the cappucino they ordered and they come back 2 minutes later complaining about the foam. people should really learn to read fucking menus before ordering.
max16characters:
Believe me...i know completely what you mean about the idiots at Starbucks. I don't know how many times i've made the iced mochas instead of "those frozen drinks." That just gets me so mad. I knew what a frappucino was before i ever went to a starbucks...it's not that hard a concept or word to remember. And they have the nerve to look at you like it's your fault for them fucking up telling you what they wanted. The other day i ahd a customer ask me for extra breve in her drink to which i replied: "We can only fit 20 ounces of liquid in a venti cup...i can't put any more extra breve than that in it." People are weird at the starbucks.