Boo-ya!

The following was to be blogged yesterday, but our internet was down:

One of the funny things that happened yesterday was after we spent 2 hours going through the shit at LAX and then the shit on the 405 and the 91, we get to Anaheim and stop by a grocery store so the Pittacks can buy provisions. After we got things, including wine and beer, we start loading in the car and Joe yells, "Shotgun!" He looked at Charlie and smiled and said something like, "Should've yelled it out" or something along those lines. Then, as Joe proceeded to open the door, Mrs. Pittack told Joe he should sit in the back and let her sit up front. He looked at her and she said, "Come sit back here with Wes (Charlie's son)." So she starts to walk over to the front passenger door and Joe says, very defeatedly, "There's no joust."

Oh, man. I was rolling.

There were lots of assholes to deal with on the way down as well. Stupid people in merge lanes, during mph traffic, not letting you merge and facing forward, so I drive straight and they keep looking forward. We're going slow enough that if we hit, it won't do much and I don't care if they hit me. So I honk at the second person in a row that's not letting me merge and she relents. And it's not as if I was driving up forward to try and cut in front of a long line of cars, I was in the right area to merge in. The natural flow of traffic put me in that area and those two cars, trying to be assholes were ruining the flow of traffic.

There were other things too like the huge truck in the carpool lane with no passengers. This Chip on a bike weaved through traffic and pulled along side him and just stared in for a minute. Then the cop pulled back and turned his lights on. So that guy had to pull over five lanes through traffic by a interchange. It was just funny to observe. Also, being in the carpool lane at that point meant that he was intending to go further on the current interstate. Being that he got pulled over where he got pulled over, means that he has to try to get over through three lanes of traffic withing 25 feet or take the other interstate and then turn around.

We ate at this Italian place called Bellagio's. I had scallops with linguine in a white sauce. We also had white wine. I haven't had white wine in a long while. I think it's been over five years. And even back then I only drank it because my friend/neighbor Jeri used to drink it.

Our internet is still down. It sucks. I'm typing this on notepad and listening to Darktown House Band's Boom Chang!.

I got into a terrific argument with a customer earlier today. It was great. I did my bills and stuff and that sucked. I had enough to order some stuff online and was very excited to get back to work to do so. No dice! I wanted to put the order through today, because I wanted to get it before X-mas. I did, however, finally get a coffee maker. Super stoked about this. I don't like having to walk to the store and spend a dollar fifty (plus tip, depending on where I go) for a cup. I like to have a couple of cups sometimes.

Speaking of, Jeanne works at the Beverly Hills Marriott and of course deals with ridiculous customers. I don't want to bore you with the things they do or demand because that would take forever. But the one thing that's ridiculous, while we're on the subject of coffee, is the guests who ask if there's a Starbucks around. There isn't so she says no, but there's a Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf next door. They get all bummed out. Then Jeanne says, "Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf is owned by Starbucks." Then they'll say, "Oh, all right. Let's go there."