I've been in a really bad mood for several days.
I don't know why really, I just am. And today is no exception, unfortunately. You'd think I was PMSing, but I can't be. If anything I'm Post-PMSing but I'm not sure that's even possible.
So anyway, we had this department bowling thing yesterday afternoon and it sucked. The entire sales staff was here for a meeting but the bowling alley they reserved lanes at was at 29th and Bell. Why reserve lanes 30 minutes away when everyone was already here and there is a bowling alley down the street? Whatever. Okay, so I leave a little early because I had to go home to change into jeans and get socks. I am on my way just after 11:30am and should have had PLENTY of time to go the 20 or so miles to get to the bowling alley by noon. Except that Scottsdale Rd. was reduced to 1 lane and I was stuck for over 30 minutes trying to turn off. So then I went to the 101, except I don't know how to get to 29th & Bell from the 101, because 29th & Bell is not a part of town I frequent. I know there's an exit at Bell from the 101, so I figure that'll work. Except that Bell doesn't go through, there's a gigantic mountain in the way. I eventually get back to the freeway and take it to Scottsdale Road, but now I'm waaaaaaaaaaaaay on the North end and have to go South down to Bell and then across West to 29th. Confused yet? I sure was. I got there but it took me an hour and a half.
I'm on detox and haven't had any alcohol since NYE. I don't plan on drinking while bowling because for one thing, I'm 30 minutes away from home and have to drive myself back. And for another thing, because I DON'T WANT TO. I had to explain that I didn't want to drink probably at least 30 times throughout the course of the afternoon. One lady was insistent that I have a cocktail. She's FIFTY-something years old and FAR to old to be peer-pressuring me. UGH. So annoying.
Also, no one ordered lunch along with our 6 lanes and 30 people until we got there when they ordered pizza. The bowling alley was completely unprepared and had to order Domino's because they can't cook 6 pizzas for 30 people all at once. So at 1:30pm when lunch STILL had not arrived I was about ready to kill someone. 30 people were drunk and hungry and they were ALL asking me where the food was. I did not plan this little adventure. If I had, lunch would have been ready when we got there, and we would have bowled at the alley DOWN THE STREET. When the food finally did arrive I washed my hands and was eating. And then it was my turn to bowl. I said I wasn't going to bowl when I was eating. They told me not to be a germ-phobe. I said "I'm not going to stick my fingers in that MOTHER FUCKING ball and then pick up my food to eat. Either wait, or give me a zero for this frame because I AM NOT going to bowl while I'm eating." Anyone else disgusted by the idea of sticking your fingers inside a bowling ball and then picking up a piece of pizza?? Anyone???
So anyway at 3:30pm when the torture finally ended I went shoe shopping, and I bought these:
And I felt better.
So anyway, we had this department bowling thing yesterday afternoon and it sucked. The entire sales staff was here for a meeting but the bowling alley they reserved lanes at was at 29th and Bell. Why reserve lanes 30 minutes away when everyone was already here and there is a bowling alley down the street? Whatever. Okay, so I leave a little early because I had to go home to change into jeans and get socks. I am on my way just after 11:30am and should have had PLENTY of time to go the 20 or so miles to get to the bowling alley by noon. Except that Scottsdale Rd. was reduced to 1 lane and I was stuck for over 30 minutes trying to turn off. So then I went to the 101, except I don't know how to get to 29th & Bell from the 101, because 29th & Bell is not a part of town I frequent. I know there's an exit at Bell from the 101, so I figure that'll work. Except that Bell doesn't go through, there's a gigantic mountain in the way. I eventually get back to the freeway and take it to Scottsdale Road, but now I'm waaaaaaaaaaaaay on the North end and have to go South down to Bell and then across West to 29th. Confused yet? I sure was. I got there but it took me an hour and a half.
I'm on detox and haven't had any alcohol since NYE. I don't plan on drinking while bowling because for one thing, I'm 30 minutes away from home and have to drive myself back. And for another thing, because I DON'T WANT TO. I had to explain that I didn't want to drink probably at least 30 times throughout the course of the afternoon. One lady was insistent that I have a cocktail. She's FIFTY-something years old and FAR to old to be peer-pressuring me. UGH. So annoying.
Also, no one ordered lunch along with our 6 lanes and 30 people until we got there when they ordered pizza. The bowling alley was completely unprepared and had to order Domino's because they can't cook 6 pizzas for 30 people all at once. So at 1:30pm when lunch STILL had not arrived I was about ready to kill someone. 30 people were drunk and hungry and they were ALL asking me where the food was. I did not plan this little adventure. If I had, lunch would have been ready when we got there, and we would have bowled at the alley DOWN THE STREET. When the food finally did arrive I washed my hands and was eating. And then it was my turn to bowl. I said I wasn't going to bowl when I was eating. They told me not to be a germ-phobe. I said "I'm not going to stick my fingers in that MOTHER FUCKING ball and then pick up my food to eat. Either wait, or give me a zero for this frame because I AM NOT going to bowl while I'm eating." Anyone else disgusted by the idea of sticking your fingers inside a bowling ball and then picking up a piece of pizza?? Anyone???
So anyway at 3:30pm when the torture finally ended I went shoe shopping, and I bought these:
And I felt better.