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Sunday, September 01, 2002
Today's post is rated "R". It contains coarse language and brief nudity. I'm just kidding about the nudity, but it does have some language, and it is about one of you.
So here's the thing (and you know who you are). I really dont' mind you coming in with a group of friends, and I really don't mind that one of them is drunk. Fact is, I probably would have made them that way myself eventually. But there comes a time when you have to bite the bullet and get your friend the fuck out of my bar. Because I think it sucks that she puked in the bar. If she would have puked in the bathroom I (probably) would be ok with that. But the fact that she puked in a booth is really kind of shitty. Now I know that she is technically not your responsibility, but she kind of is. If you think of the P as that much of a home, and all of us as friends, then you need to look out for it and us. The fact that you told me after the fact that she often pukes, leads me to believe that you should have gotten her ass home and in bed. And why would you wait to tell me that she was ..."illin' all over..." an hour and a half after the fact? That was great. Let's just let the smell fester. Oh and you know what else was really nice? The fact that when I went to check it all out, your whole party laughed at me. Yeah, because that is funny. And I mean hey, it's always fun to be laughed at right? And it was also really nice that no one offered to even help me clean up YOUR friend's vomit. I would not have let you do it, afterall, it is (kind of) my job. But I would have thought that someone who thought of me as a friend would have at least offered to help. Remind me of that the next time at your house and make a huge mess.
Now I realize that was blunt and all, and no, I really don't want to talk about it the next time I see you. Not even a little. I want no shy glances or puppy dog eyes to try and relay your feelings. I've vented. I don't really have all that much repressed anger about it anymore. I accept your apology (because believe me, one was forthcoming from you), and I feel better about it all. As for making you feel better, next time you clean it up and then we can talk.
Oh, and thanks for the ($0.00) tip.
Craig @ 10:58 AM
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