Wednesday, September 26, 2007

FILE UNDER "WTF".....

Yesterday was yet another one of those days where you found yourself shaking your head and wondering out loud "What the F***!?" For me, that sentiment began late Monday night. I'd found myself going to bed at around 9:30pm (I was pretty beat from Sunday). Anyone who knows me, however, knows that no matter what time I go to bed, it's pretty difficult to get more than 4 hours of sleep without waking up. I don't know if it's due to the noise that comes with the nightlife of Murray Hill, or the early morning sounds of the empty garbage trucks banging up East 35th street, I've always had a problem getting a long stretch of zzzzzz's. And Monday night was no exception.

I found myself fully awake again at around 2am. Not being able to go back to sleep, I swung by the bar to see if there was anyone left there. I get inside the bar and immediately realized that the bar was pretty warm. It turns out, the circuit breaker controlling the A.C. unit went on the fritz. That sucked ass. Nothing we could do about that at 2am, so I left a voicemail for our A.C. maintenance guy to swing by in the morning to take care of it. The weather forecast called for high 80's and I didn't want to take any chances on the bar being hot as MR. CHIPS' cherry sack.

To make matters worse, it turns out our glass-washing machine decides to die on us. So MR. TOOLTIME and myself decide to try and fix it. Two hours later, we finally resolved that particular situation. As a result, it's 4:30am when we finally leave the bar. Great.

I finally get to sleep at around 6am, only to wake up again at 9am. This time, I have to be up early because I have to be sure to be around when the A.C. maintenance guy arrives. I also had to run some errands for the bar. This was going to be time-consuming due to the crazy traffic tie-ups related to the United Nations General Assembly and President Bush's visit.

Fast forward a few hours later, I've taken care of most of my errands; the A.C. guy comes by and does repairs to our system, only to find that the unit still doesn't work- we have to call in an electrician. Now I begin to worry. It's Tuesday, normally a pretty busy night for the bar; No AC on a night like this spells disaster. So we make a few calls and make arrangements to get an electrician in. Luckily for us, the guy arrives just before the bar begins to get crowded and makes the necessary repairs. Disaster averted.

Now that the chaos of the day had subsided, it was time to unwind. I decide to take in a movie with one of my friends, REDSKINS GIRL. It had been awhile since we'd hung out so this was a good time to catch up. We decide to catch the newly-released film, EASTERN PROMISES, with VIGGOMORTENSEN and NAOMI WATTS.

The movie itself was pretty good, with an interesting plotline, lots of scenes containing gory violence and one particularly intense fight scene. I wouldn't be surprised to see this film gain some Oscar buzz as it was pretty good, in my opinion.

An interesting thing happened during the movie. At the beginning, during the upcoming previews, people were still strolling in, refreshments in tow. One couple in particular walked across the front of the theater, large popcorn and soda in tow. As they began to walk up the stairs to take their seats, the girlfriend trips and falls up the stairs, spilling her extra large soda in the process. It was an embarrassing moment for her and everyone genuinely felt bad for her; even me.

Fast forward to about an hour into the movie. I had to go to the bathroom so I excused myself and made my way across the aisle, maneuvering across two couples (including the couple I'd mentioned before) in the process. As I reached the end of the aisle, I ended up knocking over the same cup of soda that this woman had spilled earlier in the night. When I go to lift up my foot to step over the spillage, my flip-flop gets caught under the seat in front of me and it snaps in two. Yes, that piece that goes in-between the big toe and toe number two snaps off from the base of the show and now I have a flip-flop that's flopping all over the place. "WTF!!!"

I shuffle off to the bathroom, foot now sticky with soda and a flip-flop that's dragging on the floor. I wait until I get safely out of the theatre before taking the shoe off of my feet. Inspecting the damage, I curse to myself at the fact that my flip-flop is now ruined. I get back from the bathroom and share my misfortune with REDSKINS GIRL and what does she do? She laughs at me. "WTF"?

We finish out the movie and go to leave. She looks down at my feet as I shuffle behind her and she bursts out laughing hysterically. Next thing you know, I hear snickers of laughter from people behind me and around me. Thanks for drawing much needed attention for me, REDSKINS CHICKIE.

As we walk (or in my case, shuffle) down 2nd Avenue, she continues to laugh at me and then decides to take a photo of my misfortune:

Note the broken flip-flop in my hand and my bare foot touching the dirty ground. Are you kidding me?

I can't win. I can't win.


Let's hope Wednesday will bring me better fortune of luck. Or at least a couple hours of sleep.


WEDNESDAY: "Girls Night Out" with $3.00 Mixed Well Drinks for the ladies, ALL NIGHT LONG! We also have for everyone, $2.50 PBR Cans (or 5/$10.00), and $3.00 Michelob Light bottles!




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