Busted Ass weekend
OK I finally have a moment to post, what a hectic last couple of days I have had, starts off not getting any sleep because I am being a good friend, and hanging out with friend who just broke up with boyfriend, friend offers to drop me off at airport, I agree, I'll save some money not getting a cab. turns out my friends driving is slower than FEMA! Consequently I get to the airport later than I wanted, then to top things off they only have 1 person working the ticket counter. So the line is moving slowly. By the time I get to the counter, I am 1 minute late for checking in, 1 MINUTE! SO now they wont let me on the plane, I ask to speak to a supervisor, it takes him 12 minutes to respond. So now I am livid. I am now delayed in Mpls for 3 hours, and I will arrive in LA 2 hours late. And the asshole supervisor assigned me a seat which does not recline, so even sleeping will be somewhat difficult. When i finally arrive in LA my friends have gone out already, and tell me to meet them at this club.
I drive to the club and upon entering, I cannot find my friend anywhere, and his phone is not getting reception, so i wander around for about half an hour brfore i finally run into him. He is absolutely blotto, he tells me he is going to walk his girlfriend to her car, and will wait for him, I reply sure, I'll be right here. Half an hour later he has not returned, so I just figure, he and girlfriend have gone home, and he is too drunk to remember about me, so I drive back to his place, keep in mind I am not a LA native, and all driving here for me is new territory. I finally arrive at his house, and he is not there, turns out he is still at the club. Luckily his girlfriend volunteered to go get him.
Sat. I wake up to goto take my test and they have half the damn airport blocked off, so I am going frantic on how to make it to the test site in time, I arrive with 5 mins to spare, and take the test. I don't want to jinx myself, but I think I aced it. Ok first part of my day is over, next is the meeting with my background investigator, I have to admit that did not go as smoothly as I wanted, I tied to be as honest as possible, so I told him all about my past transgressions, this included drug usage, speeding tickets, work problems. The way he reacted did not seem that favourable, but I was just trying to be honest with him, LA has the reputation of having one of the most corrupt police forces in the U.S. And here you have a teacher with good ethics, a want to help others, someone willing to work in one of the toughest areas in the U.S. and I am having all these hurdles, I tell you sometimes there is no justice.
Later that night my friends want to go bowling, now I use the term friends very loosely, it's not that these are bad people, but I barely know these people, I go bowling with them, which was kind of fun, but I am still feeling kind of an outsider. These guys are cool guys, its just that they don't know me, and i don't know them. There all getting drunk and having a good time, and I am sober slowly withdrawing into myself. After bowling they decide they want to goto a place I have never seen before. The best way I can describe this place is a karaoke bar, except you rent your own soundproof room and you and all your buddies sing your hearts off in your own private room. A pretty cool idea. Again all of these guys are getting increasingly more drunk, and I am nowa shrinking violet. Let me tell you something about karaoke, if you are not drunk, it is a bunch of people murdering well known songs, now I dont want to sound like a snob, if i was drinking, I probably would have been doing my best Killers, Ramones impression, but as it goes I 'm stone cold sober. I make my excuses, and go home to my couch.
Back at the house, I am just getting comfortable, ready to finally get some sleep, when drunk posse comes home. Hey its the weekend, it's their house, they have the right to cut loose, unfortunately i'm exhausted.
It is now sunday, the vikings got their ass whooped, and I have to wait till midnite until my plane leaves, I don't even have the energy to go surfing today. This was not my best trip. A busted ass interview, and the one friend I had originally planned to see is out of my life. All in all not a good weekend. Hopefully the week will be better, but I doubt it.
I drive to the club and upon entering, I cannot find my friend anywhere, and his phone is not getting reception, so i wander around for about half an hour brfore i finally run into him. He is absolutely blotto, he tells me he is going to walk his girlfriend to her car, and will wait for him, I reply sure, I'll be right here. Half an hour later he has not returned, so I just figure, he and girlfriend have gone home, and he is too drunk to remember about me, so I drive back to his place, keep in mind I am not a LA native, and all driving here for me is new territory. I finally arrive at his house, and he is not there, turns out he is still at the club. Luckily his girlfriend volunteered to go get him.
Sat. I wake up to goto take my test and they have half the damn airport blocked off, so I am going frantic on how to make it to the test site in time, I arrive with 5 mins to spare, and take the test. I don't want to jinx myself, but I think I aced it. Ok first part of my day is over, next is the meeting with my background investigator, I have to admit that did not go as smoothly as I wanted, I tied to be as honest as possible, so I told him all about my past transgressions, this included drug usage, speeding tickets, work problems. The way he reacted did not seem that favourable, but I was just trying to be honest with him, LA has the reputation of having one of the most corrupt police forces in the U.S. And here you have a teacher with good ethics, a want to help others, someone willing to work in one of the toughest areas in the U.S. and I am having all these hurdles, I tell you sometimes there is no justice.
Later that night my friends want to go bowling, now I use the term friends very loosely, it's not that these are bad people, but I barely know these people, I go bowling with them, which was kind of fun, but I am still feeling kind of an outsider. These guys are cool guys, its just that they don't know me, and i don't know them. There all getting drunk and having a good time, and I am sober slowly withdrawing into myself. After bowling they decide they want to goto a place I have never seen before. The best way I can describe this place is a karaoke bar, except you rent your own soundproof room and you and all your buddies sing your hearts off in your own private room. A pretty cool idea. Again all of these guys are getting increasingly more drunk, and I am nowa shrinking violet. Let me tell you something about karaoke, if you are not drunk, it is a bunch of people murdering well known songs, now I dont want to sound like a snob, if i was drinking, I probably would have been doing my best Killers, Ramones impression, but as it goes I 'm stone cold sober. I make my excuses, and go home to my couch.
Back at the house, I am just getting comfortable, ready to finally get some sleep, when drunk posse comes home. Hey its the weekend, it's their house, they have the right to cut loose, unfortunately i'm exhausted.
It is now sunday, the vikings got their ass whooped, and I have to wait till midnite until my plane leaves, I don't even have the energy to go surfing today. This was not my best trip. A busted ass interview, and the one friend I had originally planned to see is out of my life. All in all not a good weekend. Hopefully the week will be better, but I doubt it.
posted by The Future at 4:17 PM
2 Comments:
So you used the FEMA line :) you didn't disappoint....however, i seem to remember you promising me a mention....hmmm.
Are we going to see you on that show Airline, as a disgruntled passenger? That would kick ass!
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