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Nope, not a wedding. A golf tournament- how did I get so lucky?



Wait for it.....



These guys started their tournament at 9 AM. HALF were drunk when they GOT there. And we had bev carts on the course, of course, of course.



So they got drunker.



They drove the golf carts from the clubhouse course, to the Golf academy, 6 MILES away.



When they got there, and couldn't figure out how to BACK UP, they opened the doors to the resturaunt, DROVE THROUGH, opened the doors at the other side, and DROVE OUT.



THEN they drove through various and assorted household yards, flower beds, gardens, driveways, and streets, in an effort to get BACK to the clubhouse and finish their game.



They wrecked three golf carts in the process.



And whaddaya know? Drunks do bounce....



Then they finished up their game, and headed for ye olde clubhouse, to eat drink and be more stupid.



They couldn't shut up long enough to tell me what they wanted to drink, then bitched because I was too slow.....



One guy walks up, looks at me, and orders a drink. I made it, he paid me, I gave him his change, he tipped me. So I said thank you. He said no, thank you and I said it was my pleasure. This imbecile looks me dead in the eye and says "Of course it was...."



*growling*



Then they tried to get the girls in the resturaunt to get them drinks. They can't, because they are on a different everything from me, and they told them so. And I told them so. Then they were shitty to the girls for not giving in, THEN were nasty to me because I wouldn't let them.



*grOWling*



Finally, I get all of them settled down with their first round, and I have time to reset myself.



"I want a crown and coke"



That'll be $6.50



But I have tickets



As already stated, back bar is cash only.



But I have MORE TICKETS.



Louder ain't gonna make it any less cash only, sugar



So he pays for it with his credit card, won't start a tab, holds up the line, and doesn't TIP me.



"I want a double"



tha'ts two tickets, sugar



"But it's only one drink"



but it has TWO shots in it, hence the TWO tickets



"Well that's not fair"



*GROWling*



"You're slow"



*maybe, but you're ugly, and as I go on, I get faster, and you just get uglier*



And who, you might well ask, are these lovely humans to which I have been dutifully enslaved for the past 6 hours?



A construction company that builds BRIDGES.

After weeks of trying to get ahold of my son while he was still in Florida, before he made the journey to the grandparents' in Tennessee, I finally called their house, and got the answering machine. I left a message, certain that, just like Jim, they wouldn't bother to return the call.



Amazingly enough, after about 45 minutes, the phone rang. Scott answered it, and I heard my sweet child say "Hello?"



Scott answered him, and asked him what he could do for him..



"May I speak to the lady of the house please?"



*sniff*



So I finally got to talk to Connor for about 45 minutes, and heard about what he was doing with Grandma and Grandpa, how he had a new video game (Super Marios Galaxy 2) how he had brought the books I had given him for Christmas up to read (Oceanology, Wizardology) so I asked him if he had ever gotten the results of his FCAT back.



"Oh yeah yeah yeah. I forgot to tell you. WE got them back. I got a perfect score in math (a 5) and a 4 in English."



*SNIFF*



I has me a bright youngun. I am so proud of him, what he has accomplished, even with all the upset and crap that happened when I left. He has won award after award for reading and math and science, and continues to be placed in advanced classes. And all the crap his dad continues to do to me to piss me off. I have been civil if for no other reason than to keep Connor from seeing what an ass his dad really is.



Hopefully one of these days he can come up here for a visit. I can't wait to introduce him to my new family, now techinically part of his as well, and let him see what a difference there is in me now that I am healthy and happy and not so self-destructive.



I only hope that he can forgive me for what I had to do.

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Nightgame
14:00 Jun 21 2010

He's a boy to be proud of sugar. Sounds like he may have already figured out what happened was the best thing for you all or he'd be failing school and in trouble instead of a happy, healthy, polite little boy. Things will only get better as he matures and understands more on his own. All you gotta do is love him and give him the chance to love his new extended family when he gets there.

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ladySnowStrixx
15:01 Jun 21 2010

Sweetie , that Child loves you and no matter what you do he will always love you , and I know for a fact that the older he gets the more he will see his father for what he truly is my Daughter did , she ended up getting hurt by him to have it done but she now knows how her father really is and your son will see too , just enjoy him and do what you've been doing and smile secretly to your self in the knowledge that you are being the bigger person.

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CelestiaLaura202
02:52 Jun 22 2010

When I left my exhusband, I also had to leave my son with my mother for 3 years so I could get it together. I would see him for holidays and for the summer. I married the id10t not him. And I wanted him stable , and my mother at the time was. I didn't want to have to get him up in the middle ofthe night having to run. He forgave me and understands now. Your son will understand one day and he knows you love him. Sometimes to love our children we have to heal ourselves. :-)

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LadyKowe
08:47 Jun 22 2010

I hear you sweetheart. Hopefully someday my son will understand why I did what I had to...I miss him so much. I haven't heard his voice in over 2 years now, and only very rarely get emails or letters from my baby boy. *sigh*



I'm very glad you got to hear from Connor, and VERY glad he's able to do so well in school and all.

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Elemental
15:34 Jun 23 2010

Smiles.........and hugs Darlin'

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I went a-rating profiles yesterday, just so I could play catch up, and because I hadn't in awhile- for obvious reasons. So of course, today, I had this message from BunesUth:



"Look I know you have a problem with my soon to be coven mistress though you should be grown up enough to leave problems to one side"



I rated this guy a five because I felt he had made an effort but that his profile lacked substance, which as EVERYBODY knows, is what I rate on, not people. So when I got the message, I of course attempted to message him and explain my position with:



" First of all, I rate profiles, not people. I rated you a five because you put some effort into your profile, but it lacked any substance in my opinion.



Secondly, I don't even KNOW who your soon to be mistress is, and I could care less. Again, I rate profiles, not people.



Third, as my stamp states, if you update and ask nicely, I will happily come back and rerate. If you can't be bothered to be civil, I can't be bothered to rerate you."



When I attempted to message this to him, I discovered I was blocked from messaging him.



Quel' surprise there, folks.....



Oh, and he rated me a one with the obligatory "I have rated you fairly, add me, fuck me, yadda yadda yadda....."



Some people just don't get it...

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ladySnowStrixx
23:34 Jun 15 2010

Sounds like a real A** to me.

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LadyKowe
06:32 Jun 16 2010

Sounds like a real GEM to me....stupid douche-y.

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Are always a welcome thing......heeheehee



I worked the Coquitlam School Board retirement party tonight. Over two dozen people were retiring this year, and they named them all.



One woman in particular caught my attention. This woman, as they said, had shaped the hearts and minds of students in Coquitlam for over 30 years. She taught the children in the area, dedicating her life to education.....



Her name?



Marilyn Chambers....*snort*





Then I get in the car, and flip on the radio to listen to my favorite entertainment, "Nights with Alice Cooper". He was discussing his lack of computer skills with a singer, I know not who, and informed him that he was what he liked to call, a "techno-tard". I literally had to pull over and stop the car, I was laughing so hard.



Then, home....ah home, where my hubby is happily finishing up cooking pasta for our dinner, and Mythbusters is on the tv. And Jamie and Adam are discussing setting one million match heads on fire to see what happens. They are discussing the situation with the fire tech who is helping, and asking what they should do if the fire starts before they are ready. In quaint California charm, the tech says succinctly "You definitely need to DE-ASS the area as soon as you possibly can..."



I sprayed sphaghetti all over myself....lol



Laughter really is the best medicine....ROFLMAO

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ladySnowStrixx
17:01 Jun 04 2010

lmao sounds like you have a lot or fun at hon , and the Marilyn Chambers thing oh man lets hope its didn't look like her too.

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As promised, here are the various reasons why I want to line up people at work and slap the absolute SNOT out of 'em....



1) It is the supervisor's responsibility to inform the bartenders if any white wine needs to go into the cooler for the next day's functions. So Thursday, I asked Darryl what if any white wine, sparkling cider, champagne, etc. I needed to put in.



"um, don't know"



Could you go look? That's the last thing I need to do.



"I think it's just...."



No. Could you go CHECK the sheets for tomorrow please?



"grumble grumble grumble"



"You need a case of Peller Estates Chardonnay, and 4 bottles of sparkling Apple cider.



Are you sure that's everything?



"Of COURSE I'm sure! I AM the supervisor...."



That case of wine and four bottles of sparkling cider? Went to the wedding in the Gallery. The THREE cases of DeBertoli and the THREE cases of champagne I needed for the Italian job I worked in PAN?



Oh no UNHUNH.......



thankfully, I can juggle out stuff that is already upstairs, which I have for just such an emergency....but still...Last year, I decided it was just easier for me to go check the function sheets myself and make sure everything went in, than to rely on some of the supervisors to get the info to me. Of course then, one of the supervisors got mad, yelled at me, and accused me of trying to do his job. I promptly told him if he did his job like he was supposed to, I wouldn't HAVE to do it FOR him. After that, I quit checking, and let the chips fall where they may. And everytime stuff didn't get taken care of, I made sure one of the managers knew about it in detail. Here's one for covering my OWN ass for a change.



So Darryl gets to work THAT night, and I ask him...



Darryl, why didn't you tell me about all the stuff I needed for THIS wedding last night when I asked you?



"Ooops....my bad....."



*growl.....*



And the bartender that was working on the other side that night? I TRAINED her. And just like I tell ALL the bartenders, LOOK AROUND. Make sure you have EVERYTHING you need to open your bar, INCLUDING the soda canisters....Yet amazingly enough, the 6 canisters that are for the B side of that room have been in the storage room for three weeks, and NO ONE even noticed. So halfway through that night, she ran out of Diet Coke. So what does SHE do???



She comes barreling over to MY side and steals one of my canisters. So I followed her back to her bar, and told her point blank, her sodas were in the storage room, which is RIGHT NEXT TO HER BAR. WHY didn't she get her own canister instead of taking mine?



"oooops.....my bad....."



Oh HELL no. So I went to the storage room and got aLL of her canisters, and put them directly behind her where they were supposed to be in the first place. I also took HER diet coke to restock my side, and what do I get?



"If you take that, I'll have to get another one from the basement when I close....that's not fair....."





*GROWLING*



On Monday, I was scheduled to work the golf tournament in Gallery. We were also having a function in Panorama for Douglas College, only THEY for some reason opted not to have a bar. So what happened?



"Luanne, can you take care of any guests who come downstairs as long as you are taking care of your function too?"



So. Monday night I bartended for two separate functions, from 4:30 until 9:30, and then....



I had to help do inventory. This place is over 5,000 sq. feet, 3 separate floors that had liquor to count.



I did Panorama, both coolers and all liquor tanks. I did the main liquor tank area that serves the Gallaery and resturaunt. I did the beer cooler, and the back bar for gallery. THEN I fucked up and asked who was going to refill the canisters that were low.



Un hunh.



*snort*



So last night, Tuesday, I had the night off. I had to get up early to deal with the guy coming to check out our heater to make sure all was well, so it was a long day. I was blissfully ensconced in my favorite chair, sewing my little heart out and watching cheesy ass horror movies, my favorite thing to do on a rainy day. Scott usually calls to let me know when he is on his way home, and suddenly the phone beeps at me, meaning generally I have a voice mail, only the phone never rang to announce an incoming call. So I'm all het up thinking the phone is hooping up again, and I expect to find a voice mail from Scott, letting me know he is on the way home. Instead, I find this:



"Hey luann its corey i was wondering if you can do me a huge favour and work tomorrow for me at 5"





Just remember....Line forms to the right, since I am left handed........

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Nightgame
23:00 Jun 02 2010

sends largest box of Kleenex made to cover up the mess, get em puppy

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Elemental
23:17 Jun 02 2010

Klennex phoey........send flogger and crop.......NOW get them in line!!

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Vampirewitch39
00:11 Jun 03 2010

Please.... she is southern.



*stands with a shovel and a bag of lime, ready to bury the bodies.*

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CarnelianMyst
01:07 Jun 03 2010

Bitchslap! Every single one of 'em.

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