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The guy we thought was playing at the bar last night was not the guy who actually was playing at the bar last night. The actual band turned out to be a group of middle-aged men playing classic rock. We stayed for about three songs and decided we would find an alternative form of entertainment.
We ran over to a bar we used to go to and quickly left after seeing the crowd there (a lot of, for lack of a better word, "yuppie" types).
Where did we end up? IHOP. For three hours.
I mostly just sat and talked to my friend Robert, who I hardly get to see anymore. I enjoyed the conversation until Jason butted in and took his attention away talking about WoW. I tuned them out and sat for the next 30 minutes or so being bored out of my mind as those two talked and Sarah played with her phone. I should have just stayed home.
I have also discovered that at IHOP and in bars I am invisible. Our waitress at the bar came to our table and took drink orders from Sarah and just walked away without even acknowledging that I was there. She came back with the drinks and walked away again.
Our waitress at IHOP brought me my drink. She came back to the table at least 10 times while we were there. My cup sat empty for 2.5 of the 3 hours we were there. Yes, I could have waved her down and asked for a refill, but I really think that should be the server's job to notice my empty cup. Waitresses in the past have just brought us a pitcher of Cokes because they know we'll be needing refills and thats easier. Even that is acceptable since we do spend so much time at the table.
Normally when we go somewhere and a server takes care of us for several hours, I will tip based not only on how much I spent, but also on how much work the server actually did. If I just order one drink but the server comes back to my table several times during the course of the evening to check on me, I will still leave a large tip because they were taking care of me even though I didn't take advantage of their services. If I feel ignored but the server still brought me some drinks, I tip 20% of the bill no matter how long we were there. On a typical night of drinking, my tab will be $35 and I will usually tip $10. If the waitress at our bar didn't have to be practically hog-tied for me to get a drink order in with her, I would tip much more.
The whole thing is just irritating.
Anyway...
I have an appointment this Thursday with my doctor to get the results of my blood work and to complete the rest of my physical. I still have a list of things I am going to ask my doctor about while I have his attention in the office. If that means making another appointment for a later date and getting poked and tested more, then I can handle that. My goal is to have all the little issues I have been ignoring for so long looked at and diagnosed and hopefully cured before my birthday. I want to start out fresh at 30.
I might also have to make another appointment to go back to the clinic where I had my ankle/knee looked at and have them take another look at it. The swelling is actually getting worse. Right now I can feel constant pressure in my foot from the tightness of my skin. The top of my foot is really swollen up and my ankle, too. I just can't imagine this being the result of a sprained knee. Does not compute. As a matter of fact, if it looks this bad or worse in the morning, I am going to call HR tomorrow and tell them I need to get back in for another look. If the swelling is this bad because I stood on my feet the past two days at work, then we might need to look over that work release again and rethink whether its such a good idea for me to be standing around before I am healed.
In better news...
Sarah and Liz are having a Halloween party this Friday night which hopefully will be fun. I was hoping to be able to wear some cute striped tights and a skirt to the party, but if my leg still has a case of elephantitis, I don't think that would be a very pretty sight.
I also think we'll be back in our bar where we belong this weekend and everything will be back to normal.
We ran over to a bar we used to go to and quickly left after seeing the crowd there (a lot of, for lack of a better word, "yuppie" types).
Where did we end up? IHOP. For three hours.
I mostly just sat and talked to my friend Robert, who I hardly get to see anymore. I enjoyed the conversation until Jason butted in and took his attention away talking about WoW. I tuned them out and sat for the next 30 minutes or so being bored out of my mind as those two talked and Sarah played with her phone. I should have just stayed home.
I have also discovered that at IHOP and in bars I am invisible. Our waitress at the bar came to our table and took drink orders from Sarah and just walked away without even acknowledging that I was there. She came back with the drinks and walked away again.
Our waitress at IHOP brought me my drink. She came back to the table at least 10 times while we were there. My cup sat empty for 2.5 of the 3 hours we were there. Yes, I could have waved her down and asked for a refill, but I really think that should be the server's job to notice my empty cup. Waitresses in the past have just brought us a pitcher of Cokes because they know we'll be needing refills and thats easier. Even that is acceptable since we do spend so much time at the table.
Normally when we go somewhere and a server takes care of us for several hours, I will tip based not only on how much I spent, but also on how much work the server actually did. If I just order one drink but the server comes back to my table several times during the course of the evening to check on me, I will still leave a large tip because they were taking care of me even though I didn't take advantage of their services. If I feel ignored but the server still brought me some drinks, I tip 20% of the bill no matter how long we were there. On a typical night of drinking, my tab will be $35 and I will usually tip $10. If the waitress at our bar didn't have to be practically hog-tied for me to get a drink order in with her, I would tip much more.
The whole thing is just irritating.
Anyway...
I have an appointment this Thursday with my doctor to get the results of my blood work and to complete the rest of my physical. I still have a list of things I am going to ask my doctor about while I have his attention in the office. If that means making another appointment for a later date and getting poked and tested more, then I can handle that. My goal is to have all the little issues I have been ignoring for so long looked at and diagnosed and hopefully cured before my birthday. I want to start out fresh at 30.
I might also have to make another appointment to go back to the clinic where I had my ankle/knee looked at and have them take another look at it. The swelling is actually getting worse. Right now I can feel constant pressure in my foot from the tightness of my skin. The top of my foot is really swollen up and my ankle, too. I just can't imagine this being the result of a sprained knee. Does not compute. As a matter of fact, if it looks this bad or worse in the morning, I am going to call HR tomorrow and tell them I need to get back in for another look. If the swelling is this bad because I stood on my feet the past two days at work, then we might need to look over that work release again and rethink whether its such a good idea for me to be standing around before I am healed.
In better news...
Sarah and Liz are having a Halloween party this Friday night which hopefully will be fun. I was hoping to be able to wear some cute striped tights and a skirt to the party, but if my leg still has a case of elephantitis, I don't think that would be a very pretty sight.
I also think we'll be back in our bar where we belong this weekend and everything will be back to normal.