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my weekend was very interesting. basically.. i worked for a catering company who was catering a COSTUME PARTY FOR 2000+ GAY GUYS. heres the full story..
saturday i woke up at 12 and spent an hour trying to wake up chris. then we had to go buy t-shirts at micheals to make shirts for his moms catering company. by the time we got her on the phone to find out what sizes and how many and baught them and came home it was like 2:30. so that gave us 2 hours to make about 20 shirts AND both shower AND drive 20 minutes to MOSI (museam of science and industry). somehow we managed to make all the shirts fast and without messing up.. then showered like 2 minutes each. then me, chris, leah, and B all left for MOSI. We lifted and moved heavey things for a few hours... then were bar runners (which basically meant carrying bags of ice up stairs) for a few hours, then we lifted and moved all the heavey things back to where they were. When we were taking down the bars and bringing the liquors/beer back downstairs we managed to fill a trashbag with like 7 handles and hide it outside. We didn't finish working till 5am sunday morning. Somehow the liquor/beer/water people left a bucket of bud lights.. and chris's mom told us to "get rid of it somehow." So we brought that with us, picked up the trash bag of crunk sauce, then went home.
It was really interesting/scarey to bar run to bars and bar tenders that were surrounded by gay guys all night. the best thing i overheard was probably "i've got a dallor for you to show me your dick." there were ninjas, knights, romans, massive fake penises, more knights, queens (both kinds), and some of them were either girls not wearing costumes or were dressed as girls as their costumes.
i guess it was cool because i got paid for 12 hours of work plus extra for making the shirts. all my muscle still hurt.. which sucks cause i want to skate today.
saturday i woke up at 12 and spent an hour trying to wake up chris. then we had to go buy t-shirts at micheals to make shirts for his moms catering company. by the time we got her on the phone to find out what sizes and how many and baught them and came home it was like 2:30. so that gave us 2 hours to make about 20 shirts AND both shower AND drive 20 minutes to MOSI (museam of science and industry). somehow we managed to make all the shirts fast and without messing up.. then showered like 2 minutes each. then me, chris, leah, and B all left for MOSI. We lifted and moved heavey things for a few hours... then were bar runners (which basically meant carrying bags of ice up stairs) for a few hours, then we lifted and moved all the heavey things back to where they were. When we were taking down the bars and bringing the liquors/beer back downstairs we managed to fill a trashbag with like 7 handles and hide it outside. We didn't finish working till 5am sunday morning. Somehow the liquor/beer/water people left a bucket of bud lights.. and chris's mom told us to "get rid of it somehow." So we brought that with us, picked up the trash bag of crunk sauce, then went home.
It was really interesting/scarey to bar run to bars and bar tenders that were surrounded by gay guys all night. the best thing i overheard was probably "i've got a dallor for you to show me your dick." there were ninjas, knights, romans, massive fake penises, more knights, queens (both kinds), and some of them were either girls not wearing costumes or were dressed as girls as their costumes.
i guess it was cool because i got paid for 12 hours of work plus extra for making the shirts. all my muscle still hurt.. which sucks cause i want to skate today.