I thought weekends were supposed to be for fun and relaxation -- a treat after working hard all week. It seems my weekends are mostly filled with chores and things I need to do that I didn't have the time or energy to do during the work week. I guess it's not all bad though, 'cause at least I get to sleep in :)
Today I really should go grocery shopping, mow the lawn, get my hair cut, and do some more painting. I'll leave the house cleaning, laundry, bill paying, and hopefully the last of the painting for tomorrow.
This weekend did not start off particularly well yesterday. The Boyfriend and I went out to dinner and had probably the worst service I've ever had. We never actually got our food. We went in and got seated right away. The waitress came over and got us our drinks. The Boyfriend got his salad. Great. Then, we proceeded to wait about another hour. In that time the waitress came over once to tell us that it would be a few more minutes until our food came out. She finally came over again about an hour after we had sat down and said, "I don't know what's going on. Do you guys still want to stay and wait or....". She was basically trying to kick us out! Or at least it felt that way. So yeah, we decided to leave since we had no idea how much longer it was going to be. At least they didn't make us pay for the sodas or salad we had. I'm sure other people have worse stories to tell about service they have received at various restaurants, but I am pretty sure that is the worst I have ever experienced.
Today I really should go grocery shopping, mow the lawn, get my hair cut, and do some more painting. I'll leave the house cleaning, laundry, bill paying, and hopefully the last of the painting for tomorrow.
This weekend did not start off particularly well yesterday. The Boyfriend and I went out to dinner and had probably the worst service I've ever had. We never actually got our food. We went in and got seated right away. The waitress came over and got us our drinks. The Boyfriend got his salad. Great. Then, we proceeded to wait about another hour. In that time the waitress came over once to tell us that it would be a few more minutes until our food came out. She finally came over again about an hour after we had sat down and said, "I don't know what's going on. Do you guys still want to stay and wait or....". She was basically trying to kick us out! Or at least it felt that way. So yeah, we decided to leave since we had no idea how much longer it was going to be. At least they didn't make us pay for the sodas or salad we had. I'm sure other people have worse stories to tell about service they have received at various restaurants, but I am pretty sure that is the worst I have ever experienced.
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