
1) Failed dinner mission Friday night- was supposed to go to dinner with a friend who "double-booked" so I went back to Harlem and ate pizza- from Papa Johns. Not a total L, but not what I had in mind for dinner.
2.) Lowered tolerance- While waiting on said pizza, one of the guys makes me a drink. All good and fine and then there's drink number two. Still fine. I'm good. I eat..whatevs. We are all planning to go out after the boys grow up and stop playin those damn video games wrap up their convos...I get up to go to the restroom...and somewhere between that and me deciding to return to the living room-I fall asleep on the bed. Soooo...needless to say, I didn't make it out Friday night.
3.) Left- behind cell phone- I NEVER LEAVE MY PHONE in a public place. Nope, not ever. But as I was on my way to catch the bus back home, I realized that I left it on the table at the restaurant where I had lunch. FAUK! So I called it with my other cell to see if someone answers-of course not. Then I call information to get the number to the restaurant and that phone dies. AHHHHH... I tell the cabbie to take me back to where I was except I don't remember the exact cross streets since we walked a bit. He's clearly frustrated with me, traffic is sick and my bus leave in 10 minutes. So I get back to the restaurant (after much prayer) and they have my phone. SCOOOORRREEE! So then I walk back-catch a cab-get a new bus ticket and all is well with my soul.
4.) Sat night plans fail. I'll just leave it there...
5.) I decide to return something to a store but don't have the right debit card with me. So that trip was pretty much a fail.
6.) Sunday I get the right debit card and go to another store to make said return and it shows that its already been returned. Now i'm IRATE because I've now driven to two stores, the return can't be done until I call a number to an office that is only open through the week which means that I have to call them today-then-go back to a store for the return. Done with that company once this is resolved.
7.) I decide to make spaghetti and meatballs for dinner last night. So I go to whole foods which is always a great experience. Now...my car has been saying --- Miles for gas for a second (or 10,000) but I was determined to get to my side of town where gas was cheaper. I'm not paying $3.00 for gas....just.not.doin.it. Well- that plan doesn't exactly work. I ran out of gas LITERALLY on my exit (well more like .3 miles before my exit). Thankfully my roommate had just gotten home and she came to the rescue with gas. Ever ran out of gas? The car just SHUTS DOWN!!!!!! It's kind of scary.
That was probably the final straw. Though the night got better....I was more than happy to let the weekend come to a close.
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