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Sunday, November 6, 2005

Guy Named Murphy

What is it about plans that makes this evil guy named Murphy apply his laws to me.

Today was to be my induction into the Alpha Chi National Honor Society. I had to be ready and across town by 2:45 this afternoon. I had about 2 hours to eat brunch, get a pepper from the grocery store, iron, and then leave the house. No problem, right? Wrong.

First, we went to Eat 'n Puke to get brunch, but there was a line out of the door. I broke down and went over to Kings because there was no line. Mind you, I'd not gone there in over a year due to some exceedingly poor service. I thought, "let me give them a second chance." Stupid me. Kings Sucks!
  1. It took them over a half hour to get our order (what's so hard about an omelet and pancakes).

  2. The waitress ignored us for about 15 minutes while we tried to get the bill.

  3. She never said so much as a sorry or even acknowledged that things were taking a bit long


So, we won't be going back there again.

Second, we got to the grocery store, and took entirely too long in the "express" lane. What's with stores putting their slowest, most retarded employees in the express lane?

Third, we got home and realized that the power was out (due to the strong winds going on). At this point in time, we had about an hour and 15 minutes to get about a 30 minute-drive away. J wasn't showered yet, and I hadn't ironed my dress shirt (I had to wear a suit). Plus, dinner was in a crock pot (um...We need electricity for that)! J took his shower, I put the pepper in the crockpot and prayed the power would turn back on shortly so that the dinner could finish cooking on high. Then, we left here around 1:45 and drove to Chris's house to borrow his iron.

Finally, on the drive over to Chris's, it starts storming profusely, making it VERY hard to see or go anywhere over 35 mph.

In spite of all of this, I manage to get to school with about 10 minutes to spare!

I didn't know exactly what I was in for, but I had hoped I'd see a classmate there so that I wouldn't be alone. Thankfully, there was someone I knew there and I was able to commiserate with someone through the process: They made us sit through a bunch of speeches, they made us walk around through all sorts of crap, and THEY MADE US SING! I didn't sign up for singing. At one point, I turned to the girl next to me and said "What next? We sacrifice the virgin?"

Thankfully, she was a smart-ass too and said "No, they changed that to a goat so we could eat it at the reception after."

"They probably had a hard time finding a worthy virgin on campus."

Yes, and that was that. We stayed just long enough to grab a glass of punch and a cookie and walked out the door.

All's well that ends well, though, because the power came back on sometime during the ceremony and we just finished eating dinner (after a long nap on my part).


Murphy, Keep your laws off of my body!

Don't count on seeing me in a suit very often!




On a lighter side, here are some IM's to make me smile:

SuddenlySeymour: i want madonna's new cd now!
*jumps up and down like a 4 yr old*
Yours Truly: god, you are gayer than Christmas

needtits: here i am
Yours Truly: you wish

2 Comments:

At 11/06/2005 8:55 PM, Blogger honeykbee's whiny, bitch-ass comment is...

The picture really says it all. Don't you look pleased as punch!

 
At 11/12/2005 2:22 AM, Blogger Needtsza's whiny, bitch-ass comment is...

You look as if I WAS there!

 

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