I know I usually don't come on here and talk things up and whatnot. . . oh wait, that's exactly what I do. . . anyways,
My friend, Broph, started a Sunday Funday group. . . and right now, it's a non-alcoholic group mainly because he thinks he's allergic to alcohol. I told him he's being ridiculous, but he swears that if he drinks wheat beers and anything that's not tequila or vodka, he will become sick after like 2 drinks. I am not sure if I believe or if he has become a pansy, but. . . I will not test this. He's been saving his alcohol consumption for Friday and Saturdays so he has time to recover. I mean, Kattie and I go and get Mexican and Margaritas afterwards, but for the most part it's just Kattie and I.
Anyway, 2 Sundays ago, we went to the movie Brooklyn's Finest. And I know what you're thinking "The movie that looked like Training Day 2?" Yes. That movie. Starring Richard Gere, Don Cheadle, Ethan Hawke, and Wesley Snipes. And it was. . . HORRIBLE. Worst movie I have ever seen coupled with the worst ending a movie could ever have. I would only recommend watching it if it's on TBS and it plays 3 times in a row. Broph liked it, but I think it's because he quit drinking like he used to.
But last Sunday we went and saw "She's Out of My League". HILARIOUS!! I mean, I really had no expectations from this movie besides the previews were funny and I hoped to God that those were not the only funny spots in the movie. I was wrong. I snorted FIVE times. And one time, I took a drink at a bad time and almost spit it out. It was that funny. I highly recommend it. It definitely reminded me of a Judd Apatow movie. Kattie said it was probably the funniest movie she'd seen in a long time.
I really have nothing else. I'm boring. I missed my first St Patty's Day in Chicago in 8 years. 8 YEARS. I did drink for 12 hours on Friday, so I'm thinking it was sort of a toss up on that. :) I had to watch IL play in the Big 10 Tourney and then I went to Dashboard Confessional which Broph splurged for us to have VIP so we could sit and have table service, so definitely worth it. And they are a great live band.
Happy Tuesday peeps!
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
I know. . . I know. . .
I've been too busy to update this gosh darn thing. However, let me give you a bit of what I went through in the last three days:
I got up at 3:30am on Monday morning to catch a 6am flight to Columbia, South Carolina which is a hour ahead of me. When I get there at 2pm after catching 2 connections, I have to conduct 4 interviews for potential hires.
At 6pm, I get done and we decide to go to dinner in which for 4 years my boss has been promising a lot of things and last time I saw him, he promised me a huge raise. To which now of course he is saying he just doesn't think it's possible and basically continued to lie to my face as usual. However, I do know that he can't do his job without me. I should use "job" like this because I'm pretty sure he doesn't actually work. Oh and seeing as he makes 3 times as much as I do, I still have to pay for dinner and get reimbursed, so HE can keep his per diem.
Anyway, the next morning we have to leave for our meeting at 8:30am and then meet with our new clients. To which, my boss really contributes nothing to the meeting besides what our company does. Good job!! And he actually told me the night before that he could do this all without me and doesn't need me. He's doing it because he wants me to get a taste for it. Yep. I know better. And it proves it after our meetings.
At 2:30pm, we head to the airport after our meetings to catch our 5:45pm flights. At the time, a lot of flights are cancelled but mine and his are still going. At 4pm we decide to check the status of the planes. Guess whose is now cancelled?? Mine. After the 3rd time back to the ticket counter (with having to go back through security) I cry at the ticket counter when I call my Dad because really all I want to do is go home. I do not want to be stuck in SC and not get home until 5:30pm the next day. So finally I at least get back to Chicago at 11pm at night while flying through Washington Dulles (the last flight out of the small airport at 7:30pm) and will have to have an overnight in Chicago and take the 6am flight back home. I text my friend Meghan to see if she will be home and possibly will let me stay there. Well I decide to check my face seeing as I was crying and all I have with me is my clutch and my phone. My boss was watching my other stuff. I decide to go to the bathroom and put my clutch and phone on the shelf above the toilet. And right before I sit down I hear "Plop!!" Yep. My phone. In the toilet.
So basically, I disinfect my phone and it's carrying case, take the battery out, and put it under the dryer. To which, to no avail, my phone quits. I am stuck in SC with no phone and can't even see if Meghan calls me back. Luckily I had my computer so I could communicate with her that way, but I have no other phone numbers for my friends in Chicago and with her, I know it goes to her blackberry. She's in Milwaukee for work though, so I call my Dad from my Boss's phone. He calls good friends of theirs who offer to pick me up at the airport at 11pm and take me back at 4:30am. And they just got back from Hawaii that day. I owe them dinner. Or something. If the hotel rooms weren't $200 around the airport, and I didn't feel like sleeping in the airport without my phone working, I would have just slept there.
Luckily, when I landed at Dulles I put the battery in a miraculously, 6 hours later, it worked!! I was so happy that I could call Renee when I landed even though I met a nice guy on the plane that went to IL as well who I am sure would have let me use his phone. He too had his flight cancelled and got on the same flights as me.
I just thought I'd share my day.
Things to consider: 50% of people could careless about your problems and the other 50% of people are happy you have them!
I got up at 3:30am on Monday morning to catch a 6am flight to Columbia, South Carolina which is a hour ahead of me. When I get there at 2pm after catching 2 connections, I have to conduct 4 interviews for potential hires.
At 6pm, I get done and we decide to go to dinner in which for 4 years my boss has been promising a lot of things and last time I saw him, he promised me a huge raise. To which now of course he is saying he just doesn't think it's possible and basically continued to lie to my face as usual. However, I do know that he can't do his job without me. I should use "job" like this because I'm pretty sure he doesn't actually work. Oh and seeing as he makes 3 times as much as I do, I still have to pay for dinner and get reimbursed, so HE can keep his per diem.
Anyway, the next morning we have to leave for our meeting at 8:30am and then meet with our new clients. To which, my boss really contributes nothing to the meeting besides what our company does. Good job!! And he actually told me the night before that he could do this all without me and doesn't need me. He's doing it because he wants me to get a taste for it. Yep. I know better. And it proves it after our meetings.
At 2:30pm, we head to the airport after our meetings to catch our 5:45pm flights. At the time, a lot of flights are cancelled but mine and his are still going. At 4pm we decide to check the status of the planes. Guess whose is now cancelled?? Mine. After the 3rd time back to the ticket counter (with having to go back through security) I cry at the ticket counter when I call my Dad because really all I want to do is go home. I do not want to be stuck in SC and not get home until 5:30pm the next day. So finally I at least get back to Chicago at 11pm at night while flying through Washington Dulles (the last flight out of the small airport at 7:30pm) and will have to have an overnight in Chicago and take the 6am flight back home. I text my friend Meghan to see if she will be home and possibly will let me stay there. Well I decide to check my face seeing as I was crying and all I have with me is my clutch and my phone. My boss was watching my other stuff. I decide to go to the bathroom and put my clutch and phone on the shelf above the toilet. And right before I sit down I hear "Plop!!" Yep. My phone. In the toilet.
So basically, I disinfect my phone and it's carrying case, take the battery out, and put it under the dryer. To which, to no avail, my phone quits. I am stuck in SC with no phone and can't even see if Meghan calls me back. Luckily I had my computer so I could communicate with her that way, but I have no other phone numbers for my friends in Chicago and with her, I know it goes to her blackberry. She's in Milwaukee for work though, so I call my Dad from my Boss's phone. He calls good friends of theirs who offer to pick me up at the airport at 11pm and take me back at 4:30am. And they just got back from Hawaii that day. I owe them dinner. Or something. If the hotel rooms weren't $200 around the airport, and I didn't feel like sleeping in the airport without my phone working, I would have just slept there.
Luckily, when I landed at Dulles I put the battery in a miraculously, 6 hours later, it worked!! I was so happy that I could call Renee when I landed even though I met a nice guy on the plane that went to IL as well who I am sure would have let me use his phone. He too had his flight cancelled and got on the same flights as me.
I just thought I'd share my day.
Things to consider: 50% of people could careless about your problems and the other 50% of people are happy you have them!
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