Slap a Bitch Thursday

*No Bitches Were Harmed in the Writing of this Blog*

Alright, so I am a day (4 days) late and a dollar short for SABT for last week, but here are a few short captions.

1) Myself. I am still unsure what happened last Saturday night. It all started with the girls wanting to have a little pool party. We invited a few friends, bought some booze, made some food, and had a nice 'relaxing' day at the pool. One pitcher of this amazing mixed drink and a few margaritas, turned into a 12 pack of bud light, 2 12 packs of coors light, 3 bottles of vodka and a handle of captain. We stayed at the pool from 12 to 9 pm. By the time 9 pm came around, I was no longer coherent. I passed out on the couch, throwing up for all to see. I woke up about 3 am, sneezing (Jen has a cat), in darkness, in still semi-wet swim trunks. Luckily for me, I was SOBER! Haha. So, I got my stuff together and left. I think it was a combo of WAY too much alcohol, WAY too much sun, and not enough food in my stomach! So... I would like to slap myself, for my antics of last weekend.

Friends and I at the pool (Notice the Booze)

2) We will call her... Camp. My friend was dating a guy, Tall One. He was in the process of getting divorced from Camp. He was a nice guy, and she really enjoyed seeing him. A few months ago, their divorce was final. We all went out on a few occasions and just had a great time. I even started to like this guy. One night, my cousin was in town, and we all went out and had a great time. Tall One was acting kinda weird all night. We were unsure what to think. That night, things essentially fizzled between my friend and Tall One, and we were all kind of unsure what happened. On Thursday, Friend called me and told me the reason Tall One had been acting so weird was because Camp was calling/texting him and telling him that she made a huge mistake and wanted to get back together with him. So, I would like to slap Camp.... when you are in your 30's 40's (I have been corrected), and you have a child with Tall One, you gotta make some decisions. Its time to grow up, and smell the coffee! (Thats my 2 cents anyway).

3) Guy at my hotel. On Sunday night, I checked into my hotel. Everything was fine. On Monday, after a long day at work, dinner with coworkers and a great workout at the local Bally's Gym, I arrived at my hotel around 9:30 pm. I walk in to my room to see that my room hadnt been cleaned. I called down and asked the dude why my room hadnt been cleaned. He said he was unsure, and would send someone up if I wanted. I said yes. About 10:15 a guy shows up with a ton of towels, hands them to me, and leaves. On Tuesday morning, I talk to the front desk, and the guy tells me it was because I checked in Monday morning so the computer didnt tell them they needed to clean my room. THE SAME GUY that checked me in, was the guy that I called Monday night, and the one I talked to on Tuesday morning. On Wednesday night, I talked to the manager to try to figure out what happened, and we finally figured it out. The guy on Sunday made me keys, but never checked me in the computer. When I ate breakfast on Monday, and they took them the receipt, they noticed I was actually there and checked me in. All in all, the manager gave me 8000 free points. So, I would like to slap the front desk guy who tried to convince me that I wasnt actually there on Sunday.

I think that might be all of the bitches I am wanting to slap for last week. Overall, it was a good week. Not too many annoyances! Lets hope for more of the same this week!