Mardi Hell is back again. I had to work Saturday during both sets of parades. At least I got to go in later than I usually have to show up. I was dragging my feet and left the house later than I should have. I was just getting off on Claiborne when my boss called me to ask where I was. I pull in the parking lot and see a giant pile of horse poop right in the middle of the lot. I commented on how nice it was for NOPD to leave us such a lovely gift. Riyadh said there were 10 horses outside and he thought we were lucky only one of them decided to take a poop. The insane thing was what some revelers decided to the poop. I looked out and saw a guy crouching down over the pile o’ poo as if he were leaving it so that his buddies could snap a picture for posterity. Dolt. Then some guy picked some of it up and threw it at his friends. Picked it up with his bare hands. Ewww.
At one point Zamir went out to the street to watch the insanity. I ran up behind him and told him that if he was going to stand there, he had to catch some stuff for me. I went back out about 5 minutes later and he handed me one strand of green beads. I held my hands up as a float passed and caught a huge pile of beads. He looked at me and said “Boobs.” He proceeded to tell me how women get everything because they have boobs.
I wanted to get some cheese fries from the stand outside. I was digging through my purse looking for money. My boss asks me what I am doing. I tell him I want fries but I have no cash. He says, “Goddamn it Jessi, just get money out of the damn register!” I started laughing. I think it’s hilarious when my otherwise pious boss starts cursing. He handed me $5 and I went outside. I was waiting in line and when it was finally my turn, one of the guys working asked me what I wanted. Denis, the Russian guy, bops him out of the way and says he’ll take my order. I ask for fries and a corndog. He charged me $1. Way cool.
After all the bull was over, I said I wanted to go home. Riyadh was asking me to stay until 10pm. I stood under the microphone and said, “I want to go home.” Two seconds later the phone beeped twice, meaning the boss was calling me from the office. He said I could go. He came out to ask me about the parades for today. I told him they were small and I didn’t want to work, I want to spend the day with Mark. He said okay. So off I went. I wanted to zip across the street but a female cop just had to be a bitch about it. I so I had to drive out of my way. Two streets down I could cross the street unimpeded. That’s because there was a male cop at that intersection. I have no idea why the female cops here are such asswads.
I’m anxiously waiting for my Valentine’s present. Mark said he wanted to get me something I’d really like, not stupid chocolate or flowers that will wilt. We looked at stuff I want and he said the most romantic thing. All the things on my list are things that I wouldn’t use much. He said he wanted to get me something that I’d see all the time, that I’d look at everyday and remember this day and how much he loves me. I got all misty. So I’m getting a gorgeous ring. I can’t wait. I won’t want to ever take it off! My Baby rocks!