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Monday, February 28, 2005

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR SANDY
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!

Raise your glass of beer and stop on over at Dirty Ashtray to wish Sandy a happy birthday.

Sunday, February 27, 2005

Finally some dry weather.

Yesterday Steve and I spent most of it doing yard work and trying to clean things up from all the damn rain. I've had the itching for some serious spring cleaning and redecorating. What I really can't wait to do it give the dogs a bath. But they are calling for more rain and I'm just going to have to wait.
I smudged the hell out of my house and then I whipped up some prosperity inscense and censored the house too. We then grabbed the dogs and some duck food and went for a nice walk to go feed the ducks at the ponds through out where we live.
Tonight is going to be so slow at work due to the Oscar's. Oh well! Maybe I can get out early and go visit Kari. No Ben tonight though, he does not work on Sundays. Bummer, no eye candy for me!

Friday, February 25, 2005

YEAH BABY YEAH! *insert hand slapping on bare ass sound here*

Tombstone the movie is on right now.
I would like to be the meat in a Johnny Ringo (micheal behin) and Doc Holiday (Val Kilmer) sandwitch right about now!

The apple does not fall far from the tree..........

Almost forgot. Got an interesting phone call from Venus just before I went to work.

Venus: Uh, Dude, you are NOT going to believe what just happened to me.
Me: uh, should I sit down?
Venus: yeah
Me: what?
Venus: I got "jizz" in my eye!
Me: WHAT?!
Venus: I got jizz in my eye!
Me: aren't you suppose to SWALLOW that?!
Venus: well, it's in my eye. What do I do?
Me: wash it out with water?
Me: What did Lili say?
Venus: She never answers her phone, since you are a big of a ho bag as her AND you answer your phone, I figured I'd try you first.
Gee, thanks!
Any way, I figured I'd call the BIGGEST and oldest ho bag of them all.
my Mother.

Me: Uh, mom. What do you do when you get Jizz in your eye?
Violet: do you mean sperm?
me: yep
Violet: you are suppose to SWALLOW it.
Me: well YEAH I know that! A friend of mine got it in her eye
Violet: tell her to wash her eye out and swallow next time!
Me: you are preaching to the choir mom.........

Sun down you'd better take care if I've find you've been creeping 'round my back stair...........

Gordon Lightfoot........LOVE that song. I got Steve Gordon's cd as a birthday gift. Some how, it has not made it to Steve's car yet.
Had a blast at work tonight, it was slow, but fun. Eric, one of the YOUNG bus boys was "hitting" on me. Or at least hinting he'd like to tangle with an older woman, namingly me. Now, I find that flattering, yet creepy at the same time. See, Eric is a SENIOR in the high school I work at. Granted, he was held back a year, so he'll be 20 when he graduates this year. It does not matter that he's pushing 20, he is IN my school, that just creeps me out. Not that I'd do anything if he wasn't. Any way, as usual with men, call them on thier shit and they run in the opposite direction. We have live music on the weekends. I LOVE to dance, so I said to Eric, "lets dance" and of course, he whimped out. Too bad, we could of slow danced and you would of had my boobies up against you. Now you just have to dream about what you could of felt as you jerk off. ROFLMAO!
Any way, I grabbed one of our regulars Mr. Beau Jangles and we proceeded to do a swing dance. Goddamn was that fun! That man can LEAD. I need a strong leader and he's a damn good dancer! Everyone was clapping for us, I even took a bow.
As I was clocking out, I told Vince I wanted to buy a bottle of wine. he told me "take what ever you want, no charge. You the best honey". Well damn! Don't have to tell me twice! So here I sit, with a nice buzz.
Happy weekend to you all!

Fat bottom girls you make the rocking world go 'round........

My neighbor has Queen's song "Fat bottom girls" playing so loud, it sounds as if I'm playing my own stereo. I don't mind, I really like that song and it beats the normal latin music Iam forced to listen to from my other neighbors.
I just finished a new awesome book that I highly reccomend. It is Cottage Witchery by Dllen Dugan.
I could not put the book down, it is chocked full of great ideas for your "witchy" home. Hell, I even recomend it for non practicing witches too. Almost all the book is tagged and highlighted. I cannot wait to practice some of the things she sudgests!
Hey Hard Artist, you still out there? I'm STILL waiting for you to show up at the dungeon, um I mean resturant I work at!

Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Rain, Rain, GO THE FUCK AWAY!!!

It's offical! I've HAD it with all this damn rain. My back yard is one big muddy mess, the damn dogs HAVE to play in it and then drag it all in here. Yes, I have towels laid down in front of the dog door, but it gets all in their long coats and then drips on the rug by the time I get to them with another junk towel. My house smells like wet dog too. I'v used up the carpet fresh and I've got candles burning too.
Glass of wine, take me away!

Tuesday, February 22, 2005

EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

So tonight after we closed, it was "taste the specials" for the week. No problem! Ohmee is an awesome cheif and I love to eat! So the boss' wife and I are chowing on this one dish with black lingune and all this sea food.

Me: Ohmee, how does the lingune get black?

Ohmee: Ruben makes it that way

Me: well, DUH! WHAT makes it black?

Ohmee: the squid juice, he uses the black juice the squid squirts out.

At that point Janet and I look at each other and push our dishes away.
I stuck with the steak and the carbonara pasta for the rest of the meal.

I called Kerry and told her about my dream. She called me a dork.

Kerry: I'm fighting with my husband and all you can think about is sex?
Me:Well, uh, HELLO yeah! It's BEN!!!

What is really funny is her neighbor has a van like the one in my dream. I asked her is she could see if we could borrow it. Then we can give Ben a call and see if he wants to go for a "ride".
;)
LOL

I want to come over, to hell with the consequence...........

I'm feeling very very evil right now. That dream I had has me all worked up! I even whipped out "my little friend" and I'm still frothing at the mouth (and other places) for more. Times like these I wish I wasn't married and having a working conscience is a killer for commiting adultry. So I'll just have to sit here with my fantasies and have a glass of wine.
The rain is really starting to come down, my mom says it is thundering & lightening out by her. I'm wondering if we are even going to get any business at all tonight. At least I got the dogs out this morning for a walk before the rain hit. Poor things are going stir crazy. Dragging in a shit load of mudd too.
Well time to "slutify" myself up for work. If you could only see the way I usually dress, you would not recognize me from when I waitress at nights. Day time it's all about "wash n' wear" type clothes, no make up and hair in pony tail. Night time at work, total Vamp.

Dream Weaver.........

Whohooooooo! What a nasty, lovely dream I had last night about Ben!
We were in the back of a brown 70's style van. Joe & Kerry were in the front seats driving. We had picnic type stuff with us. Joe & Kerry started fighting and we pulled over, they got out to argue on the side of the road. Ben opened up the sliding door and stood up to look at them. He turned to me and we started chatting. We were talking about the crazy girls he dates, he just wants to date and they get all possesive and freaked out. I told him he needed to find a more stable minded girl, like me! He leaned in and we started to kiss. I held his face in my hands as we kissed. I pulled him down on top of me and his hands were everywhere. Just then Kerry stormed off to walk home and Joe got in the van to drive. Ben and I sat up in the back seat, I then unzipped his pants and proceeded to give him the blow job of his life. His cock tasted soooooooo good!
Then Pudd'n jumped in bed and woke me up!!! DAMN!
I kept trying to get back to the dream, some times I can do that. But no, the near full moon has Pudd'n all jacked up and he is restless in bed. Breaking my consetration. Guess I'll have to make do with what little I got in the dream. MMMMMMMMMMMM

Monday, February 21, 2005

Thanks, I think...............

Yesterday as I was brushing my teeth, steve was stepping out of the shower. He looked at me and said:

"you are really thinning out"

me: really?!

steve: yeah, those lumps of fat you used to have on your thighs are gone.

I have to buy new work pants, last night I kept having to pull them up. My apron makes a poor belt, so every few steps I was pulling on my pants. Tonight I will be excited to go to W.W., I missed last week because I had to work (Valentines).
With that said, I'd better get my fine shrinking Celtic ass on the tread mill!

Sunday, February 20, 2005

Stolen from Athena. Funny thing is, I took this a while back and I got the same results.

You are the Death card. Death is a stage in the
cycle of life. Without death, there would be no
room for new things to grow. When you receive
the Death card in a tarot reading, fear not;
Death is only an indication that transformation
is about to occur. Death allows us all to
evolve by removing that which is no longer
needed. The end of one cycle makes way for a
new one. Old behaviours and patterns which have
tied us down are released. Death cleans house
so that we don't have needless drains on our
energy. In Death's ruthless destruction there
lies compassion. Image from: Danielle Sylvie
Taylor
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Which Tarot Card Are You?
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There should be a breathalizer connected to your computer and you can't be on it if you are drunk!

LOL, Got a wee bit drunk last night. Watching that Autism program does that to me. Pudd'n may give the appearance of not knowing what is going on around him, but he is FULLY aware and knows. The children in the program that did could speak kept saying this. They KNOW what is going on, they are not stupid. Babs and I cried while watching the program, it's a week long series on Autism. This was actually the first program that I've seen in a long time that was worth watching.

Saturday, February 19, 2005

"PEOPLE THINK I AM STUPID AND DO NOT KNOW WHAT IS GOING ON. I DO KNOW".

We were watching a special on Autism tonight. Babs had came over and we crammed on our couch to watch this. Babs is one of the only people I will trust with pudd'n. She has been here since I've been pregnant and she has been with me every step of the way through this hell known as Autism. She and I sat on the couch tonight and bawled our eyes out. Babs like Venus has not cared for kids. That is until they met Pudd'n.
My Booboo Bear, the light of my life.

I LOVE YOU BABLES!!!!!...............

After a trying day dealing with Steve, I was thinking of ways to kill him and hide the body when my cell phone rings

Babs: Hey, I'm at your house, where do you want me to put the vcr for pudd'n? Oh yeah, I have some whiskey and 2 bottles of cheap wine.

Steve has gotten a reprieve. Whiskey will sooth my nerves and the impulse to wrap my hands around his throat and choke the ever living shit out of some one that deserves it.
I've got gumbo made, sauce simmering on the stove and I may even break down and make some oatmeal choc chip cookies. Babs will be stopping by agian with some movies. Party time!

Friday, February 18, 2005

STOLEN FROM AUSSIE.......

1. What is the geekiest part of your music collection?
My Motzart collection?

2. What do you eat when you raid the fridge late at night?
I don't eat late at night, so I'd have to say water

3. What is your secret guaranteed weeping movie?
Forret Gump

4. If you could have plastic surgery, what would you have done?
Boobie lift.

5. Do you have a completely irrational fear?
Nope

6. What is the little physical habit that gives away your insecure moments?
Not giving full eye contact

7. Do you like to be on the top or bottom?
Top! Ride 'em cowgirl!

8. Do you have too many love interests?
Lots of crushes, yes

9. Do you know anyone famous?
I've met a few famous people, but actually KNOW them. Nope

10. Describe your bed:
It is my haven from the world. I love to curl up in it.

11. Spit, swallow or gargle?
if we're talking about toothpaste... spit

12. Who would play you in a movie?
Angalina Jolie

13. Do you know how to play poker?
nope

14. What do you carry with you at all times?
Picture of Pudd'n

15. When did you lose your virginity and did you regret it?
Just turned 15 and no

16. Are you happy with your given name?
yup

17. How much money would it take to get you to give up the Internet for one year?
2 billion would do nicely

18. If you could only fulfill one of your fantasies, which would it be?
That Pudd'n would emerge from his Autism.

19. What was the last song you were listening to?
Dunno, got the music channel set on classic, probably something Motzart

20. Do you talk a lot?
probably

21. What is you favorite sexual position?
Didn't I already answer this?

22. Do you consider yourself to be a nice person?
Yes, unless you piss me off. Then look out.

23. Do you spend more time with your girlfriend/boyfriend or your friends?
With Pudd'n

24. What is your ideal marriage location?
Cancun

25. How many sex toys do you have and which is your favorite?
Not that many, the bullet and my trusty rabbit vibrator.

26. Favorite fabric?
cotton

27. Something you love and hate:
summer

28. Have you ever been tied up in your bed?
Yes and many other places

29. Do you tell your friends about your sex life?
yep

30. What's the one language you want to learn?
Gaelic

31. How do you eat an apple?
cut it up

32. What do you order at a bar?
DUH, Whiskey

33. Have you ever pierced your body parts?
yep and currently un-pierced

34. Do you have tattoos?
yep i have 5

35. What is your drug of choice?
Duh, again Whiskey. Although I would not pass up a good Cosmo!

36. What's one trait you hate in a person?
selfishness

37. Ever had same-sex sex?
Nope

38. What was your most frivolous purchase?
That probably would be all of them!

39. Do you consider yourself materialistic?
No

40. What do you cook the best?
Every thing and I'm a damn good baker too.

41. Do you prefer to stand out or blend in?
Stand out of course.

42. What kind of books do you like to read?
mysteries, romance, comedies

43. If you won the lottery, what would you do?
Set up trust fund for Pudd'n and make sure he would be finanically set for the rest of his life. I'd travel to Ireland & Scotland and buy a nice big house.

44. Burial or cremation?
Stoke the fires!

45. Do you have a fetish?
Nope

46. What's one thing you're a loser at?
math

47. How many drinks before you're tipsy?
Depends upon the beverage.
Wine=whole bottle
Whiskey=I can drink almost a 5th

Marriage is love.

Tuesday, February 15, 2005

What a fucking madhouse...........

Last night was INSANE at work. All those happy, lovey dovey fucks....ugh! We opened at 5 pm, by 5:15pm, I had 10 tables. I was the only waitress at that point. The hostess wasn't even there yet, the phone kept ringing and people kept coming to the door. Where was the manager? Fuck if I know! I know at one point he had to go next door to print up more special menus for the evening (fixed menu) and then he's got the nerve to sit at the bar with the good 'ol boys and shoot the shit. Uh uhhhhh slappy #2, homey is NOT going to play that game again. I went into full bitch mode when vince finally asked "oh, do you need any thing?" I told him "yeah, I need SOMEONE out here ansering the phone AND the door. I can't do everything!". He got the hint real quick and began to pitch in. We were swamped until 10 pm. I was so tired by the time I got home. Hell, I'm STILL tired! The teacher I work for sent me home because I could not comprehend a single task she had for me today. I got a short nap in before I had to go pick up the light of my life from school. I've got the house picked up a bit before the dishwasher repair man gets here. I am so not looking forward to going to work tonight. I'm sure we'll be slow and I can come home early.

Monday, February 14, 2005

OK WE ARE ONLY GOING IN TO TARGET FOR ONE THING.......

That is what I tell Pudd'n as we drive into Target's parking lot. I can telepathicly hear Pudd'n replying to me "Yeah right Bitch".
The I got the face wash I needed and had all intents and purposes to leave right then and there........but then the garden center started to call to me. It was all over from there. I got lots of pretty flowers to plant now! It's spring time and I've got the itch for some serious cleaning of the house and planting of the garden. I have all these delusions of having lots of parties this summer and my guest will sit in my yard and enjoy the fruits of my labor. Hey, it could happen! I may even have a Beltane party, who knows.
I know for a fact I'll be having a St.Patty's party. Hey Sandy, promise Jason all sorts of naughty things and come out for my party. I promis to have you dressing like the hookers on Sunset if you do! LOL Bent, get your sweet butt here too, we've been waiting long enough!
I picked up Pudd'n from my mom's after I got out of school, the teacher needs me to cover her 3rd period class because she won't be here on Thurs (poor thing has to fly to HAWAII to judge a cheer compition...bitch!). I excitedly tell my mom that I get to teach.....

My mom: Teach what? Sex ed? How to do blow job shots and other shooters? Spell casting?

I narrowed my eyes and stuck my tounge out at her.
Smart ass.

HAPPY V.D. DAY TO YOU ALL!

Pudd'n stayed the night at grammy's last night. So I got to hit the tread mill this morning before getting ready for work. Man it is so nice not having to drive him to school all the way out in Irivine! I work not 5 min from home (both jobs). I baked 3 batches of brownies for my kids today in school. Tonight I will hopefully make some serious money waitressing. It is a set menu, so that will be easy. I'm going to have to tell Ohmy to save me a fliet.
So far so good, I have not had to make any made dashes to the bathroom. My stomach still feels like it is tied up in knots. Well boys & girls, time for me to get ready to face the day. Do something different this Valentine's day. Give blood, donate old clothes to a shelter, work in a food bank, deliever food to senior citizens, open a door for some one, see a wonderful person in our military? pay for their meal. Smile more, work in the animal shelter, give someone a hug and tell EVERY ONE close to you that you love them. Give 'em a big hug too.
Brightest Blessings to you all!

Sunday, February 13, 2005

ARE WE HAVING FUN YET???

The weekend that I am doing some serious baking and Pudd'n get some sort of stomach bug (me too for that matter) our dish washer AND our washing machine break!! Poor Steve got to spend his birthday morning at the laundermat doing our clothes while I stayed home, baked and washed most of the dishes by hand.
Last night we went out for dinner for Steve's birthday/valentine's day and then went out to go buy a new washing machine. My mother in law came down to watch pudd'n for us. I am going to have loads of fun tonight at work! Maybe I'll just wear some depends in case I can't make it to the bathroom. Ugh!

Friday, February 11, 2005

Build an ark!

Holy cow is it raining outside!
We were slow at work tonight, I spent the last hour of my shift playing with one of my regular's babies. The baby is a girl and 8 months old. Big blue eyes, a real love! She was knawing on a bread roll and getting crumbs down my clevage. At one point, grandpa said "oh dear, she's pulling down your top".
Uhhhhhhh, pops, my clevage is ALREADY that low, the kid ain't pulling it down! LOL!
Afterwards I went to C.C. to give Kerry her DVD back. I got my Ben fix, but I didn't eat any nachos. Had two glasses of wine and floated home. The rain has everything flooded.

Thursday, February 10, 2005

Note to self..........no more chipolte mariniated pollo.
The gas is going to kill us all............

Help settle a dispute between two people that have abused one too many brain cells............

How many terms did George W. Sr serve? one or two???

I'VE GOT A SECRET TO SPILL!!! ATHENA CAN COOK!!!

Contrary to what she says, Athena CAN cook. It was fun to sit down, relax and see HER slave over a stove for a change! Lili and I carpooled to Athena's house. Dru had already made it there before us. We caught up on everything and exchanged belated Yule gifts and gave Lili her birthday gifts, drank wine and stuffed ourselves silly. I made Lili a carrot cake and there was barely any left to bring home to her family once we got a hold of it.
The trip up there was amusing. Lili kept trying to take in the sights while stoned out of her mind. I drive 73 all the fucking time, so I could of cared less.
Lili: Ooooooooo, it's so pretty! Look at all the hills
Me: Uh, I JUST drove through here and hour ago........I drive through here several times a week. It's not that great, you are just loaded.

Oh! and then there was the guy masterbating while driving the 405 at rush hour. Not a good idea. But we made it there in one piece and had a great time.

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

Too funny..........

I'm watching one of those animal shows and this guy is saying how he'd rather face a 10ft alligator than face a raccoon caught in a house. I can relate.

A few years ago we are were rudly awaken by Dee Dee yapping her head off in the living room. Steve goes into see what the hell was going on. He starts yelling for me, I get up and finally Jack wakes up to see what is going on. Jack rushes into the living room and steve REALLY starts yelling. I lumber in and see this juvinile racoon hissing in the corner of my living room. Jack attacks, I yell at jack to get the fuck away, steve's yelling and this poor racoon just wants to get the hell out of the dog door that he just came through. The racoon gets through the dog door and up the patio beam he flys. Steve locks the dog door and shuts the drapes so the poor thing knows it's safe to come down. We turn to go back to bed and I hear steve exclaiming "oh FUCK!!!!". Apparently, the racoon's sibling was IN THE DINING ROOM. Jack goes ballistic, steve is frantically trying to open a door to get the sibling racoon out.........Pudd'n SLEEPS through all of this crazyness.
Go figure. We have not seen any raccoons since.

For what ever reason, this Valentine's has me all "ga ga". I'm drawn to the pretty, frilly pink hearts and crap. I longingly gaze over all the cards and decorations. I search for the "perfect" meal & dessert to make. This is out of character for me........
I haven't been this silly over Valentine's since I first started dating Steve 15 years ago. Is my black, jaded heart finally getting some cracks in it?? Steve could care less about the holiday, I'm going to be lucky to even be getting a card from him. Today I bought my self a pretty silver heart necklace on a black cord as a gift to myself. I asked Steve if there is anything he'd like for his birthday/valentines and I get the standard response:

Steve: I want a blow job.

Me: Ok, how about something DIFFERENT this year?

Steve: a blow job from a 18 year old blonde.

Fucker........

Maybe I'll bake some chocolate goodies for my students. I could go for some chocolate right now.

Monday, February 07, 2005

Last night was a BLAST!!! Got blind stinking drunk on vodka. Babs bailed on me, brat! We had fun playing Cranium & Pictionary. It was guys against the girls. I'm a little hurting today and cannot wait to take Pudd'n to grammy's so I can lay down and take a nap.
I'm not looking forward to weighing in at W.W., I am so bloated, I look like I'm pregnant!

Sunday, February 06, 2005

Well Aunt Flo has FINALLY gotten here, rotten fucking bitch that she is. I knew Steve was in trouble when all I had to do was look at him and all I could think of was ways to off him and hide the body. I grabbed the midol and made a mental calcualation of when I could get some alcohol in my blood stream before I had to start digging up my back yard to hide the body. I'm going over Mikey's today for an "anti super bowl" party. We are going to eat, drink (lots) and play board games. Steve offered to drive me & Babs(he won't be staying for the party, he offered to stay home with Pudd'n) so I could drink to my heart's content and not have to worry about driving. Good husband, I won't kill you yet. ;)
Pudd'n suprized both of us this morning by trying a new food! I made some buttermilk, blue berry & walnut pancakes. I also had a pot of sauce simmering on the stove and pasta boiling to make spaghetti for Pudd'n. I had one pancake on my plate while I cooked the rest, Pudd'n came up and showed an interest in the pancake. I took a bite and handed it to him. He actually ate it!! Steve and I were in utter shock. Looks like we won't have to do two days in a row of Chucky Cheese for breakfast!

Friday, February 04, 2005

Rotten little shit.........

Just as I was pulling up into my driveway, one of the neighborhood brats was walking past my house eating some candy. He proceeds to throw his wrapper on the ground. I don't think so slappy! I get out of the car and ask him to come back and pick it up. I then informed him we DON'T live in a trash dump. I HATE it when people litter!! He picked it up begrudingly and I told him I would happily throw it away for him in the house since I was going in.
The speech thereapy for Pudd'n went well today. I get his report by the end of next week on how we will approach this. I am so tired, I need to go lay down before I go to my 2nd job. Ugh!

Thursday, February 03, 2005

Fuck, can you say "bloated like a balloon?". I am feeling SO huge, I'm afraid to go to my W.W meeting on monday. I can't keep the food out of my face! And I want to clean my house! WTF is up with that! I actually want to DUST! How many levels of wrong is that?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR LILI!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!!!!!!

Today I dedicate Rick James' song "Super Freak" to you! Because, well you are a very kinky girrrrrllllllll!

May the Goddess give you every thing you want, not just the stuff you need.

Stop on over to Flights of Fancy and wish my girl a happy 36th birthday!

Wednesday, February 02, 2005

Blessed Imbolc to you all today..........

Tuesday, February 01, 2005

Did I really eat & drink that much????

so much for W.W. tonight! We have specials every week now. To promote these specails, we get to EAT them!! So tonight after closing, the owners and staff sit down and PIG OUT on the wonderful food Ohmee makes. Holy shit can that man cook! I had several glasses of wine too. I switched to water and Vince says to me "where is your wine". Dude! I have to drive home!
If the Cunt had ever called back, no one has said Boo to me. To them, I walk on water. I've been waitressing 22 years and have never had a complaint.

Note to self...........

Do not go grocery shopping with no list and a bad case of PMS munchies.

CUSTOMOER FROM HELL

Tonight I go to work and find out if there is any back lash from the customer from hell that I had on sunday night. I doubt if there will be, they were out for a free meal if you ask me.
This couple comes in, orders dinner and dessert. Now the dessert they ordered has to be put in right away, it takes a half hour to cook. Well brain dead me forgets to put it in. When I bring up the to go boxes for the finished meals, I ask is there anything else they'd like. The wife mentions the dessert. I realize what I did and say "Oh my God, I'm so sorry I forgot to put it in". Before I can even offer them another dessert, free of charge the cunt starts YELLING at me! She starts spouting off with "Well there goes YOUR tip, that dessert was the ONLY reason we came here! I want to speak with a manager!!". I go over and get Marco and tell him what's going on. He goes over and she starts yammering in his ear, I really can't tell what she is saying and I just go about and do my job. At one point I pass by the table and she says very loudly "See!!! She just did it AGAIN!!!". NOW I am seeing red. What the fuck am I doing?! So I walk up to the table and ask her. She starts accusing me of having anger issues, why else would I walk up to the table? I told her "because you accused me of doing something, I'm just walking by and doing my JOB". I went to go take the empty plate (she would not let me package the leftovers). She then screams "we are NOT done eating that!". The only thing left on the fucking plate was the garnish! A bit of lettuce and two tomatoes! Uh, hello?! When you package leftovers, that is a signal that you ARE DONE EATING. I just walk away. She made a few more scenes and I tried to keep my cool. After they left, I brought the plate up to Marco, on top was a napkin hiding the food the Cunt claimed that they were still eating. Oh yeah, they had the entertainment card, so they got $14.00 off the damn meal any way. I HATE those fucking cards. The Cunt took the buisness card of the owner, she actually called when she got home. I got a hang up call that night, I knew it was her. So it will be interesting to see if Vince says anything to me. I doubt it, the fucking Cunt was yelling at me for no good reason. Oh yeah, The Cunt also told Marco that I was probably angry and unhappy because I wasn't married. If I were married I'd be a happier person. I'm suprized he kept a straight face over that one. I don't wear my wedding set while waitressing/bartending. That is a quick way of loosing a diamond. Hmmmmmmm, maybe that is why that older Italian gentleman asked if I was on the dessert menu. Oh, no wait, this is an ITALIAN I'm talking about. They don't care if you are married or not! LOL! Too bad, this guy had "sugar daddy" written all over him. But I digress..........