I'm sorry; What?
So I took Sam to Jillian's today to start teaching her to play pool. She's very excited to learn and Max had a party to go to so I thought it would be a good time for her to shoot and I could concentrate on her.
Deonn lives down that way and met us there for the lesson. They sent us upstairs and we were going to have dinner while we played. We're right next to an area roped off just for Texas A&M fans. I guess they have to rope it off because those Texans go straight for the lethal injection anytime anybody looks at them sideways.
Anyway they were loud. We told Sam she could do one of her signature ear splitting screams if Texas scored again. They didn't.
No server. OK they didn't see us. I'll go flag someone down. I said, "Hi, we're at table 19 and we we'd like to order something." Now sometimes when you're shooting you don't really want food just a drink and you don't want to be bothered. Usually they come by though and ask. We really wanted food and so I thought I'd let them know. I wasn't snotty at all. I'll quote it again, "We're at table 19 and we'd like to order something." There were 3 servers all hiding at the computer which was who I asked because I didn't know who was our server. "So would a lot of people!" I'm sorry what? I must have looked like I had a brain the size of a legume. The other one said, "I'll try to work my way around to at some point." I'm sorry what?
So then Deonn tried. They apparently shrugged at her when she tried to tell them we actually wanted dinner. She was pissed. It takes a lot to get Deonn pissed at a server.
We left. When they said up front how was everything we ratted on them. The front desk woman gave us our pool for free and apologized profusely.
We went to bonefish where Deonn got this fucking song: "Sometimes when we touch..." stuck in my head. The only problem? I don't know the words so it isn't that annoying. I mean I sing the first 2 lines and then it just kinda mumbles out....
Sam did do really well and I need to get her a shorter stick to use...
Deonn lives down that way and met us there for the lesson. They sent us upstairs and we were going to have dinner while we played. We're right next to an area roped off just for Texas A&M fans. I guess they have to rope it off because those Texans go straight for the lethal injection anytime anybody looks at them sideways.
Anyway they were loud. We told Sam she could do one of her signature ear splitting screams if Texas scored again. They didn't.
No server. OK they didn't see us. I'll go flag someone down. I said, "Hi, we're at table 19 and we we'd like to order something." Now sometimes when you're shooting you don't really want food just a drink and you don't want to be bothered. Usually they come by though and ask. We really wanted food and so I thought I'd let them know. I wasn't snotty at all. I'll quote it again, "We're at table 19 and we'd like to order something." There were 3 servers all hiding at the computer which was who I asked because I didn't know who was our server. "So would a lot of people!" I'm sorry what? I must have looked like I had a brain the size of a legume. The other one said, "I'll try to work my way around to at some point." I'm sorry what?
So then Deonn tried. They apparently shrugged at her when she tried to tell them we actually wanted dinner. She was pissed. It takes a lot to get Deonn pissed at a server.
We left. When they said up front how was everything we ratted on them. The front desk woman gave us our pool for free and apologized profusely.
We went to bonefish where Deonn got this fucking song: "Sometimes when we touch..." stuck in my head. The only problem? I don't know the words so it isn't that annoying. I mean I sing the first 2 lines and then it just kinda mumbles out....
Sam did do really well and I need to get her a shorter stick to use...
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