I am another year older. So what does this mean? I smoked my last cigarette about an hour ago and I could sure go for another right about now. I should probably toss out my lighters and ashtrays but part of me is still holding on. If only this were going to be easier. I know, I know. I'll have to keep telling myself that quitting won't kill me but continuing will, that I am now officially a full fledged adult and I should know better. Stupid conscience.
The hubby and I headed out to the Falls for my birthday festivities. It's really not that far from here and seeing as it is one of the 7 wonders we thought we'd stop taking it for granted and pay a visit. For starters we had dinner at the local franchise of the steak house I work for. Huge disappointment that was. My steak was the worst I've had in 7 years. The Caesar salad was limp and lacking, the garlic mashed potatoes were gluey and my asparagus was unsnapped and overcooked. Blech. Not to mention the server who was so fresh my 3 year old could have done better. But seeing as I should have been getting a 40% staff discount, who's complaining. Well I should have because getting the damn bill discounted turned into a battle of wills between the general manager and myself. Apparently this franchise doesn't staff bills on Fridays and Saturdays. Not standard and unheard of in my 7 years experience. Besides, he didn't know who I was (which is nobody these days since I'm just a lowly server and no longer a manager but that is besides the fucking point...in fact it is the point) and he approached the table like a lineman. No, "hey, how are ya? What brings you to town? What store are you from? Really? That's awesome, let's see what I can do for you." No. None of that. That would have been the nice thing to do. Hell. I might even call it standard practice. In the end of it all I got what was rightfully mine to begin with. So what the fuck?
We spent the rest of the evening at the casinos. Invested about $200 and after many drinks, bells and whistles we left with $120. Ya. High rollers. But we had fun. I think we passed out about 4 am in a box of pizza. And the hubby still isn't sure whether or not he answered the door naked.
Finally, I'll leave you with this. We thought it was funny.
cabbie- "So where are you guys from?"
us- " Just in for the night from Hamilton."
cabbie- "Ya. There seems to be a lot of Canadians in town this weekend."
Astounding really.
3 comments:
Good on you for quitting! keep it up. I quit after almost 20 years of on-and-off (mostly on) smoking and it is one of the best things I ever did for myself. Just keep reminding yourself how poisonous nicotine is,you'll be okay.
Harumph!
Glad ya had a swell time. I wanna pass out on/in a pizza box on my birthday!
once you get past a certain point, if you are serious about quitting, you wont miss them as much. I now find it very difficult to even be around smokers.
man sorry about the steak and confrontation. blech. gambling and pizza sounds like heaven!!
glad you had a good time.
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