Ok... The show on Sunday... Really was the most worst "Hi I'm 19 years old" flashbacks I ever had!
1. I'm going to Metalica - End of story
2. I am going with now a customer of mine as well - And he brings his alcaholic friends too!
3. I wait in line to help the ex wife buy a $60.00 tour t-shirt.
4. I sit in an alse and watch people just bob their heads as I see security are hauling away anyone who tries moshing.
5. I get told by security to snuff my cig, though just in front of me people are smoking weed which fills the air... hmm how weird?.
6. During band changes I see people hollar as near 45 year old women egg on the show by showing their wrinkling titties and other oldie moms who just came to the show for their kids join in the fun. Boy! That sounds hot doesn't it?!
(Ok there was maybe one... or two mid twenties range doing it too, but the leather skin looking women were disturbing too much to focus... also had my ex next to me... Can't be disrespectful.
7. Show ends - Can't find my customer anywhere. He calls me up and states regrouping changes had changed. We are going to the Coyotte Ungly to wait for his drunk friend.
8. After being encouraged to go in for a beer, though me and the ex were not interested to go in... we find his druken friend isn't there.. we decided to go in and wait. Well my customer had at least passes so we didn't have to pay for getting in. We waited for over an hour for his friend.
9. Guy never shows up. We begin getting back onto the Metro. Find out - OH! it's closing down! We run 5 blocks to grab the next train, but nope!
We are now getting yelled at by an ex wife saying "I had a mixed drink... I can't run... just leave me here."
Of coarse, I'm going to do that... so I do my bst to encourage hustling ...but she slows us down... we never make it.
10. Now buzzed wife is bitching at us saying how it is our fault - though the information on the Metro times we obtained from her prior to the show.
11. We buy a cab to the stop, hoping Mr. drunk man had maybe got on the Metro and was sleeping in the back of his truck.
We get ther, and split the fare. Long and behold drunkie was not to be found.
12. We call the Metro DC police to see if he got picked up. They don't have any information on him.
Now we think he's in trouble, or dead... great!
13. We call his wife. His wife mentions he was calling from a pay phone. We were right, Mr. Drunkie got on the Metro, but passed out along the way, ending up over 4 stations away from his drop off point.
14. We pick him up as he is hunched over a payphone. Instead of being discrete about bringing him to the truck, my ex now who is stil now drunk herself , opens her window and screams "Hey *** ! Get the fuck here now!" as there are people waiting to get the bus there. NOOOW I'm pissed!
Now since we are now obviously making a scene, I just jump out and pat him on the shoulder and tell him "Let's go bud" as I try to be nice and keep my cool as people just looking at us .
15. My customer now offers the drunk another fucking beer! I now was like "What the fuck!?" He starts mumbling and grabs one and puts it on his left eye.
My wife starts babbling about how we were trying to find him, though she was the first to bail on all of us.
Drunkie now explains he had gone to get a smoke and was mugged outside the venue. He lost over $200.00 bucks and his credit cards.
Ugh!
16. My customer now tries to come up with a story he was looking for him, though he just told us prior he had after he left for a cig, drank his 5 beers and ran down to the floor stage to grab some picks that the band was tossing.
17. His drunkie friend now asks if my customer obtained his $400 Guess Jacket his wife bought him from the seats. He stated no. -
what else could go wrong! Looks like someone stole that too
18. Now half way home, my customer's 5 beers he had are now catching up as we were swerving between a 4 way streets and dirt roads.
My ex wife is being annoying. Ricky isn't watching the road. Drunk guy is asking for sympathy and how much trouble he is when he gets home.
Maaaan1 Can it get worse?! It CAAAAAAN!
19. Drop of Drunkie, Dropped off by customer, we start driving home. We are on a bumpy beat up road - wife starts crying in her drukeness she has to pee really bad and crying.
I pull over and say "Piss there" She starts trying to climb the hill..
"Just fucking sit on the damn leaves and do your business!!"
NOW I'M MR. GRUMPY PANTS!
20. Get home at 2:30 AM - Have to be awake by 730 AM
I get up to work from 830 AM to 12:30 (TUUUEEESDAY!) and get back up again today at 8 ... just to work till 8pm
oh yea!!!! I got to go back to work at 6 AM, which means I have to be awake by 430 AM
I'm Going to flip! I'm tellin' ya!
1. I'm going to Metalica - End of story
2. I am going with now a customer of mine as well - And he brings his alcaholic friends too!
3. I wait in line to help the ex wife buy a $60.00 tour t-shirt.
4. I sit in an alse and watch people just bob their heads as I see security are hauling away anyone who tries moshing.
5. I get told by security to snuff my cig, though just in front of me people are smoking weed which fills the air... hmm how weird?.
6. During band changes I see people hollar as near 45 year old women egg on the show by showing their wrinkling titties and other oldie moms who just came to the show for their kids join in the fun. Boy! That sounds hot doesn't it?!
(Ok there was maybe one... or two mid twenties range doing it too, but the leather skin looking women were disturbing too much to focus... also had my ex next to me... Can't be disrespectful.
7. Show ends - Can't find my customer anywhere. He calls me up and states regrouping changes had changed. We are going to the Coyotte Ungly to wait for his drunk friend.
8. After being encouraged to go in for a beer, though me and the ex were not interested to go in... we find his druken friend isn't there.. we decided to go in and wait. Well my customer had at least passes so we didn't have to pay for getting in. We waited for over an hour for his friend.
9. Guy never shows up. We begin getting back onto the Metro. Find out - OH! it's closing down! We run 5 blocks to grab the next train, but nope!
We are now getting yelled at by an ex wife saying "I had a mixed drink... I can't run... just leave me here."
Of coarse, I'm going to do that... so I do my bst to encourage hustling ...but she slows us down... we never make it.
10. Now buzzed wife is bitching at us saying how it is our fault - though the information on the Metro times we obtained from her prior to the show.
11. We buy a cab to the stop, hoping Mr. drunk man had maybe got on the Metro and was sleeping in the back of his truck.
We get ther, and split the fare. Long and behold drunkie was not to be found.
12. We call the Metro DC police to see if he got picked up. They don't have any information on him.
Now we think he's in trouble, or dead... great!
13. We call his wife. His wife mentions he was calling from a pay phone. We were right, Mr. Drunkie got on the Metro, but passed out along the way, ending up over 4 stations away from his drop off point.
14. We pick him up as he is hunched over a payphone. Instead of being discrete about bringing him to the truck, my ex now who is stil now drunk herself , opens her window and screams "Hey *** ! Get the fuck here now!" as there are people waiting to get the bus there. NOOOW I'm pissed!
Now since we are now obviously making a scene, I just jump out and pat him on the shoulder and tell him "Let's go bud" as I try to be nice and keep my cool as people just looking at us .
15. My customer now offers the drunk another fucking beer! I now was like "What the fuck!?" He starts mumbling and grabs one and puts it on his left eye.
My wife starts babbling about how we were trying to find him, though she was the first to bail on all of us.
Drunkie now explains he had gone to get a smoke and was mugged outside the venue. He lost over $200.00 bucks and his credit cards.
Ugh!
16. My customer now tries to come up with a story he was looking for him, though he just told us prior he had after he left for a cig, drank his 5 beers and ran down to the floor stage to grab some picks that the band was tossing.
17. His drunkie friend now asks if my customer obtained his $400 Guess Jacket his wife bought him from the seats. He stated no. -
what else could go wrong! Looks like someone stole that too
18. Now half way home, my customer's 5 beers he had are now catching up as we were swerving between a 4 way streets and dirt roads.
My ex wife is being annoying. Ricky isn't watching the road. Drunk guy is asking for sympathy and how much trouble he is when he gets home.
Maaaan1 Can it get worse?! It CAAAAAAN!
19. Drop of Drunkie, Dropped off by customer, we start driving home. We are on a bumpy beat up road - wife starts crying in her drukeness she has to pee really bad and crying.
I pull over and say "Piss there" She starts trying to climb the hill..
"Just fucking sit on the damn leaves and do your business!!"
NOW I'M MR. GRUMPY PANTS!
20. Get home at 2:30 AM - Have to be awake by 730 AM
I get up to work from 830 AM to 12:30 (TUUUEEESDAY!) and get back up again today at 8 ... just to work till 8pm
oh yea!!!! I got to go back to work at 6 AM, which means I have to be awake by 430 AM
I'm Going to flip! I'm tellin' ya!
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Thanks for the birthday wishes
ON A GOOD NOTE IM GETTING PAMPERED LIKE I NEVER HAVE BEFORE