Friday started out pretty badly, became even worse during dinner, and became very, very wonderful by the time it was time to go to bed.
Usually, my mom and I spend Friday nights at home waiting TV and eating pizza since my dad gets sleep before he starts his second job. This time, we decided to go to the seafood buffet at a local hotel. The service was horrible. It took our wait person ages to clear our plates and fill our water glasses. Other wait staff filled her duties, but it included being lazy; they reached over the wall to clear our plates instead of walking around the wall. It made me want to say, “If you want to take these plates, you will walk around the wall.” There was a party of about eighty people who were sat at one time. Each of them went up to the buffet at the same time, and they took all the food. There was no fried shrimp left, so I waited a good ten minutes for a new batch to come out. The manager mocked me by saying something to the extent of, “Yay, shrimp!” My mom paid for dinner with her gift certificate. The waitress almost screwed herself out of a tip since she had to get the remainder of her gift certificate as a gift certificate, rather than getting cash back. Of course, it still expires when the original one does, and it will be mailed to her.
The good thing that came out of dinner? I get to see Jameson over the Christmas holiday. 🙂 My dad doesn’t know that my mom paid for the entire vacation; he thinks Jameson pulled through for me. I have a secret: I’m scared to fly.