Wait, what are you guys saying I did now? First the goddamn Indian river hospital tries to kill my mother, and now the children are whinging on about who knows what
fukking restaurant owner accosted me last night, told me how my tables loud and boisterous conversations spoiled everyone else’s dinner and she had to comp desserts and wine to placate All the other tables…My friend Whitney looks right at her and said “what tables, we‘ve been here for 4 hours and I’ve seen 3 other tables”. I know I’m loud, but this lady was out of her gourd.
the owner ALSO conveniently waited to tell me how loud and obnoxious I was AFTER we had spent 3 hours and $500 at her probably failing restaurant (which is too bad because I used to love the place)
I‘ve been blackout drunk in some of the finest (and shabbiest) joints in the Western Hemisphere, and never once was i spoken to like that, let alone after dropping $500, drinking Saratoga water all night, and not even hitting my vape in the john
as a parting shot, we frostily glared at one another as my gaggle of cuties took their sweet time moseying out of there, I told her when my father died 6 years ago, I spent $5000 hosting a beautiful memorial gathering at that very restaurant (all true) and that it was a bright few hours in an otherwise really tragic and heart breaking week. She softened for a moment and said well I’m sorry, but I wasn’t the owner back then. I turned back and looked right at her and said thank god for small favors, you’ve already come close enough to soiling a cherished memory with your bullshit tonight.
anyway, at least moms health seems to be stabilizing after the surgeon collapsed her lung installing a pace maker
sorry
@Sharkbiscuit but Florida really is the worst. it is definitely NOT entering the second half rotation