4th of july and futbol
For one I wish I knew why I had such self-destructive parents and how I am the way I am... but I'm at a point where I really don't give a shit if they self-destruct. Ultimately it's just a damn shame and they're grown enough to have to realize what they are both doing to themselves in their own respective manner.
Two. My fourth of July was spent working. But the best part is that the whole restaurant was closed off bc they were having a buffet and it was 65$ a head without drinks or tax or the 20% mandatory tip included and we all pooled the whole night. It was reservations only and apparently they had like 400 of them considering that it was right outside and the view of the Statue of Liberty which is where all the Macy's fireworks were at. I had a pretty good time... and found out that they fired that girl I worked with since she sucked. Or so one of the other guys told me.
The best part was when the Italy and Germany game was on and because the restaurant is full of Mexican loving futbol fans and immigrants from all over, but predominately Eastern Europe, they decided to bring in a small black and white tv into the kitchen and set it up to the Spanish station and everyone kept running into the kitchen every so often to check the scores... every time the boss saw me he would ask me the score, or you'd see him run to the kitchen in his polished suit to check out the scores. It was suchh a sight that I wish I had my camera on me to document the beauty of like 15 of us crowding around this miniature, old-school, carry-on tv. And then the expressions on people's faces when we found out that Italy scored 2 goals within 2 minutes.
Everyone expects me to be an Italy fan.. and on the inside I probably should be because I love those Italians and everything about Italy but I think that I'm just pissed off for constantly being rejected by a certain Italian that I'm cheering on for every team that is playing against them.. I know there's a word for it, but I cant seem to think of it.
And my last team that I was rooting for had lost today (Portugal). I am officially out of teams... but I guess I want Italy to win? I dont know. Whatever... may the best team win on Sunday.
Two. My fourth of July was spent working. But the best part is that the whole restaurant was closed off bc they were having a buffet and it was 65$ a head without drinks or tax or the 20% mandatory tip included and we all pooled the whole night. It was reservations only and apparently they had like 400 of them considering that it was right outside and the view of the Statue of Liberty which is where all the Macy's fireworks were at. I had a pretty good time... and found out that they fired that girl I worked with since she sucked. Or so one of the other guys told me.
The best part was when the Italy and Germany game was on and because the restaurant is full of Mexican loving futbol fans and immigrants from all over, but predominately Eastern Europe, they decided to bring in a small black and white tv into the kitchen and set it up to the Spanish station and everyone kept running into the kitchen every so often to check the scores... every time the boss saw me he would ask me the score, or you'd see him run to the kitchen in his polished suit to check out the scores. It was suchh a sight that I wish I had my camera on me to document the beauty of like 15 of us crowding around this miniature, old-school, carry-on tv. And then the expressions on people's faces when we found out that Italy scored 2 goals within 2 minutes.
Everyone expects me to be an Italy fan.. and on the inside I probably should be because I love those Italians and everything about Italy but I think that I'm just pissed off for constantly being rejected by a certain Italian that I'm cheering on for every team that is playing against them.. I know there's a word for it, but I cant seem to think of it.
And my last team that I was rooting for had lost today (Portugal). I am officially out of teams... but I guess I want Italy to win? I dont know. Whatever... may the best team win on Sunday.