Semi-Charmed Kind of Life
So yeah...
Last night I golfed. And I did so like SHIT. But oh well, Carol and I had a blast just laughing at ourselves and each other... I love Carol to death, man. That woman kills me. She kept doing her Mary-Jo Buttafuco impression - which is like THE tell-tale sign that she's got a buzz going... And buzzed Carol is the best Carol.
So after golf I was just kinda sittin around, hangin out a little because surprisingly I didn't feel like I had been run through the ringer by the time the round was over... That's like a first since we started league back at the beginning of May - it's crazy that we're half-way through our season already, but anyway - so I hung around a while and talked with Heather and my mom and some people, and kept a watchful eye on Mike (ummm, the owner and one of my bosses) because it was obvious he was gettin pretty waxed on "martinis" (Beefeater and olives - mmmm) and warned Heather about him being a dick when he gets really toasted. My mom and I both told her to kind of keep an eye on him just incase... So then my mom, Carol, Ali, Kathy, and Kerry all decide they're going to the Greenspot. My mom asked me to go, and I hadn't even had a drink yet, but I decided 'Eh, what the hell - I'll go for one...'
So we get down there, and it's like dead, and Kerry and Kathy decide to bust out the pulltabs - they split 20 bucks worth and won 150 BUCKS! I was like "DAMN it!" So I had my drink that I bought, and since they won, they each bought us all a drink. So I ended up having 3 beers the whole night... I say the whole night because I ended up staying around to make sure my mom got home okay - she was pretty toasted, and it's a long drive to my house... So I ended up staying at the Spot for like 3 hours... Talking, bitching, just hanging and whatnot since I hardly ever get to do it anymore...
About 11:30 in comes Heather and Marcus and Heather looked like someone had just gotten in an accident or something, and she came in talking all fast telling us this story about how after we left the golf course, Marcus and Denny had come up to have a couple drinks, and Mike stuck around and Heather was serving the 3 of them, and proceeded to get HHHHHHHAMMERED. To the point where he kicked Heather out of the bar, because she asked him if he wanted a ride home. Before we left, we made him promise all of us that he would either take a golf cart home (because he can cut through the course) or else give his keys to Heather and she would take him, and he agreed. Well, he was too smashed to drive a cart, let alone his car, so Heather said she would give him a ride. He got pissed & offended and kicked her out and so she was just like "OKAY - whatever dude..." and bolted, leaving allllllll the money in the register and not taking the change box up to the safe; she said she turned off all the lights, but didn't lock the door or do the alarm because she was like "I was just like 'whatever dude - you're on your own then...'" and as she was pulling out, she saw him passed out on the floor. She tried to call our house, and my phone but OF COURSE my phone was charging in my car... So she drove up to tell us all... At first my mom and Carol were going to go up and take care of the unfinished business, but then Kerry and I were like "Fuck that! Let HIM take care of it - he kicked her out, he was an obnoxious drunk - it's his problem..." So they thought about it a second and both were like "You're right - it's his ass, and we're fucking sick of covering for him..." So we left him there all night.
Well my mom had to be back there at 7:00 this morning. There he still was, passed out, snoring on the floor... Somewhere in the course of his obliterated state, he apparently woke up and walked upstairs to the office part - that's really kind of just like a loft-thing - and lay there the rest of the night. Apparently he didn't wake up until about 11:30 this morning, and just bolted down the stairs and out the front door. The pro shop opens at 7:00 - and it was a nice day. PLUS, there's a ladie's league (that Jane, his wife, plays on) that was in and out of there. All the grounds crew saw him, the pro shop guy, my mom, Jane... and everybody just left his ass. And you know what I say? GOOD. It serves that asshole right. He's such a fuckin worthless piece of shit when he's drinking - which is like 75% of the time... He's an ass. And he had the nerve to "reprimand" ME for being late ONCE. Fucking asshole.
So yeah, Heather was freaking out. I felt so bad for her. She was just like "WTF?!" It was super crack.
So we sat and bitched about Mike and Jane for another good half an hour and then I followed my mom home and passed out myself. I was way tired by then - I got a lot of stress off my chest though, which kind of felt good. But DAMN, it was mentally exhausting... I can't wait until Friday afternoon when I can just RE-LAX for the night... I think I'm gonna call Ruben and see if he wants to rent movies... There's some craziness there, too, which I still need to update on - but not till I get some more time...
For now, it's back to WORK WORK WORK. I really don't like the switch from alcoholism to workaholism... it's not NEARLY as much fun...LOL
Last night I golfed. And I did so like SHIT. But oh well, Carol and I had a blast just laughing at ourselves and each other... I love Carol to death, man. That woman kills me. She kept doing her Mary-Jo Buttafuco impression - which is like THE tell-tale sign that she's got a buzz going... And buzzed Carol is the best Carol.
So after golf I was just kinda sittin around, hangin out a little because surprisingly I didn't feel like I had been run through the ringer by the time the round was over... That's like a first since we started league back at the beginning of May - it's crazy that we're half-way through our season already, but anyway - so I hung around a while and talked with Heather and my mom and some people, and kept a watchful eye on Mike (ummm, the owner and one of my bosses) because it was obvious he was gettin pretty waxed on "martinis" (Beefeater and olives - mmmm) and warned Heather about him being a dick when he gets really toasted. My mom and I both told her to kind of keep an eye on him just incase... So then my mom, Carol, Ali, Kathy, and Kerry all decide they're going to the Greenspot. My mom asked me to go, and I hadn't even had a drink yet, but I decided 'Eh, what the hell - I'll go for one...'
So we get down there, and it's like dead, and Kerry and Kathy decide to bust out the pulltabs - they split 20 bucks worth and won 150 BUCKS! I was like "DAMN it!" So I had my drink that I bought, and since they won, they each bought us all a drink. So I ended up having 3 beers the whole night... I say the whole night because I ended up staying around to make sure my mom got home okay - she was pretty toasted, and it's a long drive to my house... So I ended up staying at the Spot for like 3 hours... Talking, bitching, just hanging and whatnot since I hardly ever get to do it anymore...
About 11:30 in comes Heather and Marcus and Heather looked like someone had just gotten in an accident or something, and she came in talking all fast telling us this story about how after we left the golf course, Marcus and Denny had come up to have a couple drinks, and Mike stuck around and Heather was serving the 3 of them, and proceeded to get HHHHHHHAMMERED. To the point where he kicked Heather out of the bar, because she asked him if he wanted a ride home. Before we left, we made him promise all of us that he would either take a golf cart home (because he can cut through the course) or else give his keys to Heather and she would take him, and he agreed. Well, he was too smashed to drive a cart, let alone his car, so Heather said she would give him a ride. He got pissed & offended and kicked her out and so she was just like "OKAY - whatever dude..." and bolted, leaving allllllll the money in the register and not taking the change box up to the safe; she said she turned off all the lights, but didn't lock the door or do the alarm because she was like "I was just like 'whatever dude - you're on your own then...'" and as she was pulling out, she saw him passed out on the floor. She tried to call our house, and my phone but OF COURSE my phone was charging in my car... So she drove up to tell us all... At first my mom and Carol were going to go up and take care of the unfinished business, but then Kerry and I were like "Fuck that! Let HIM take care of it - he kicked her out, he was an obnoxious drunk - it's his problem..." So they thought about it a second and both were like "You're right - it's his ass, and we're fucking sick of covering for him..." So we left him there all night.
Well my mom had to be back there at 7:00 this morning. There he still was, passed out, snoring on the floor... Somewhere in the course of his obliterated state, he apparently woke up and walked upstairs to the office part - that's really kind of just like a loft-thing - and lay there the rest of the night. Apparently he didn't wake up until about 11:30 this morning, and just bolted down the stairs and out the front door. The pro shop opens at 7:00 - and it was a nice day. PLUS, there's a ladie's league (that Jane, his wife, plays on) that was in and out of there. All the grounds crew saw him, the pro shop guy, my mom, Jane... and everybody just left his ass. And you know what I say? GOOD. It serves that asshole right. He's such a fuckin worthless piece of shit when he's drinking - which is like 75% of the time... He's an ass. And he had the nerve to "reprimand" ME for being late ONCE. Fucking asshole.
So yeah, Heather was freaking out. I felt so bad for her. She was just like "WTF?!" It was super crack.
So we sat and bitched about Mike and Jane for another good half an hour and then I followed my mom home and passed out myself. I was way tired by then - I got a lot of stress off my chest though, which kind of felt good. But DAMN, it was mentally exhausting... I can't wait until Friday afternoon when I can just RE-LAX for the night... I think I'm gonna call Ruben and see if he wants to rent movies... There's some craziness there, too, which I still need to update on - but not till I get some more time...
For now, it's back to WORK WORK WORK. I really don't like the switch from alcoholism to workaholism... it's not NEARLY as much fun...LOL