Dining Out

We dined out on Saturday evening..with a lot of people we didn't know...I am always a little nervous in these situations..and I always end up sitting next to someone a little different..I am a magnet for this..Will ends up by his best buddy having the time of his life..I am glad for this because I think we have established how much I love him and he is a good natured guy..But JUST ONCE..I wish he had to sit next to the man slugging down Jim Beam..just ONCE..
Anyway..dinner was okay...It was for a birthday...fine..BUT
our server was HORRIBLE..and this completely ruins it for me..Why on earth would you become a SERVER of PEOPLE if you DON'T LIKE SERVING PEOPLE??????
In a matter of two hours this person managed to tick me off in at least 25 different ways..

Yes, yes, I realize this is family style and we WILL BE SHARING our entrees, hence the term "family style" as usually most families SHARE..unless they are completely dysfunctional..which obviously YOURS MUST HAVE BEEN..YOU NITWIT SERVER!!!

I know, I know, Will just spilled my pinot noir on the birthday girl and now you NEED TO GO AS QUICKLY AS YOU CAN TO GET SOME CLUB SODA BECAUSE THAT TAKES THE STAIN OUT!!!!!

OW!!! OW!!!! YOU JUST SPILLED HOT WAX ON MY ARM WHILE YOU WERE PLACING DRIPPING CANDLES ON THE TABLE!!!!!!

NO!!! NO!!! DO NOT BRING HIM ANOTHER JIM BEAM HE HAS HAD FIVE AND HE IS BREATHING ON ME AND RAVIOLI AND JIM BEAM DO NOT MIX!!!

This is how my night of dining out went...these are a lot of capital letters in one person's head, don't you think?

On a good note, the birthday girl smooshed her boob into her birthday cheesecake and the pinot noir spillage was completely forgotten...and really these things can happen to anyone..(do you hear the over-protectiveness in my voice..WELL, I LOOOVE him!!!)

There is a particular picture in the bathroom of this Italian restaurant that we were at and I love it...It reminds me of Will and I on my park bench in Uptown even though I am not glamorous and Italian..and he is glamorous and Irish... I took a picture of it..I also tried to steal it because I was so mad at our server that I wanted some revenge..but it was super glued to the wall..(they obviously have had trouble with this server before)..I also got caught trying to pry it off the wall when another woman walked into the bathroom.."Ohhh..hmmm...what a fantastic picture this is..." As I lovingly touched the frame and then made a beeline for the door...God! It's always me!!!

And, NO..I don't think I would have really stolen it, as it wouldn't have fit in my fake Prada, and I am not a stealer...I DO BELIEVE that what goes around comes around..I DO!