Drunken Degeneration
I'm pretty damned drunk. I got off work at midnight, made a sweep of the Lefont Plaza theater to see if I could find DarkGirlJ, who said she'd be there for the Rocky Horror Picture Show, then failing to find her I wandered home where I found Wyspurr, BigBlack81, katfireblade, and Dustin...not the one I work with, but rather Boozepack Dustin that was Wyspurr's playmate at Fantasm...all hanging out and drinking up. Initially I was in too bad of a mood from work to get into things, but I cheered myself up by showing the video from my birthday party to BigBlack81and Dustin who had been unable to be there while Kendra hid because she was so upset about not being at my party that she didn't want to see the video. I thought about turning it off because she was making such a big deal about it, but BigBlack81and Dustin were already enjoying it so much that I didn't feel it was fair to them to stop it just because katfireblade was being a killjoy. She ended up crashing out and the rest of us had a fantastic time. Now everyone is asleep and I'm still conscious but just barely after the sake shot and the numerous Red Bull and vodkas I've consumed.
I've had a pretty good time, though I was really hoping for a quieter evening spending time with Wyspurr and nothing else. I wasn't in the mood for drinking, nor was I in the mood for socializing. I was in the mood for snuggles and quiet conversation.
I had a bad night at work. So bad, in fact, that at one point Dark Dustin said one snide comment too many during a mad rush and I said fuck it and punched out. Screw you guys, I'm going home. Dark Neil talked me into punching back in, though. While trying to explain to him why I hated Dark Dustin so much I remembered when Dark Dustin had tried to screw me during my training just so he could go home early and Dark Dan and Dark Mike took the hit for me. As pissed as I was at Dark Dustin, I couldn't just walk out on Dark Mike when he'd gone the extra mile for me way back then. I really respect most of the people that work there besides Dark Dustin so I said if he stayed out of my face I'd stay, so he did for the most part though he did push his luck one more time during the rush. I had the last laugh in that case, though, as the issue was that I'd dropped a chicken wing while saucing them and he told me to pick it up off the ground and use it and I was able to point out that I still had enough good wings to make the order without using a wing that was dropped on the nasty ass floor because Dark Jamie had dropped a few extra wings. I'm a little irritated though that Dark Neil didn't follow up on what he said about talking more about my beef with Dark Dustin later. I guess he just wanted to placate me. Whatever. The new schedule was already up and I only have to work with Dustin one other time before my week long vacation down in Florida and on the one day I do work with him, Dark Rob will be working and Dark Dustin minds his place more when his boss is with us in the kitchen. Still, I'd almost rather quit with the explanation that Dark Dustin fucking sucks ass (with a long litany of valid reasons why he's a shitty co-worker).
I'm pretty damned drunk. I got off work at midnight, made a sweep of the Lefont Plaza theater to see if I could find DarkGirlJ, who said she'd be there for the Rocky Horror Picture Show, then failing to find her I wandered home where I found Wyspurr, BigBlack81, katfireblade, and Dustin...not the one I work with, but rather Boozepack Dustin that was Wyspurr's playmate at Fantasm...all hanging out and drinking up. Initially I was in too bad of a mood from work to get into things, but I cheered myself up by showing the video from my birthday party to BigBlack81and Dustin who had been unable to be there while Kendra hid because she was so upset about not being at my party that she didn't want to see the video. I thought about turning it off because she was making such a big deal about it, but BigBlack81and Dustin were already enjoying it so much that I didn't feel it was fair to them to stop it just because katfireblade was being a killjoy. She ended up crashing out and the rest of us had a fantastic time. Now everyone is asleep and I'm still conscious but just barely after the sake shot and the numerous Red Bull and vodkas I've consumed.
I've had a pretty good time, though I was really hoping for a quieter evening spending time with Wyspurr and nothing else. I wasn't in the mood for drinking, nor was I in the mood for socializing. I was in the mood for snuggles and quiet conversation.
I had a bad night at work. So bad, in fact, that at one point Dark Dustin said one snide comment too many during a mad rush and I said fuck it and punched out. Screw you guys, I'm going home. Dark Neil talked me into punching back in, though. While trying to explain to him why I hated Dark Dustin so much I remembered when Dark Dustin had tried to screw me during my training just so he could go home early and Dark Dan and Dark Mike took the hit for me. As pissed as I was at Dark Dustin, I couldn't just walk out on Dark Mike when he'd gone the extra mile for me way back then. I really respect most of the people that work there besides Dark Dustin so I said if he stayed out of my face I'd stay, so he did for the most part though he did push his luck one more time during the rush. I had the last laugh in that case, though, as the issue was that I'd dropped a chicken wing while saucing them and he told me to pick it up off the ground and use it and I was able to point out that I still had enough good wings to make the order without using a wing that was dropped on the nasty ass floor because Dark Jamie had dropped a few extra wings. I'm a little irritated though that Dark Neil didn't follow up on what he said about talking more about my beef with Dark Dustin later. I guess he just wanted to placate me. Whatever. The new schedule was already up and I only have to work with Dustin one other time before my week long vacation down in Florida and on the one day I do work with him, Dark Rob will be working and Dark Dustin minds his place more when his boss is with us in the kitchen. Still, I'd almost rather quit with the explanation that Dark Dustin fucking sucks ass (with a long litany of valid reasons why he's a shitty co-worker).
luis:
Ah I remember holierthacow. I met him at L5P Pizza. 