November 29, 2012

I was walking through the banquet area after some guests had left and spotted a plate full of goodies... one of the visitors came back into the room and informed me that I was free to take the desserts... I politely thanked him but I was going to box them up whether I had his permission or not... I made sure the banquet staff didn’t want it though and they seemed happy that the food wasn’t going to waste.... the bartender made a comment about me getting my sugar rush but I just laughed and told him it wasn’t being eaten all at once... that’s a good way to wreck your insides for sure... later that night I ran into four staff member at the bar... they individually asked me how I was doing and I lost my patience after I greeted the third person.... I told the next guy that I needed a sign that says “I’m fine” and he just laughed because he knew that constant repetition is slightly annoying.