Can it get worse?

I can only hope Monday is much better than Sunday was. God yesterday was horrible. If I would have just not made that stupid long drive from one end of Kansas City to the other, it all would have been avoided. Sure, it would have been boring, but at least it would have saved a lot of gas, a lot of heartache and some money.

I can’t leave Buffalo Wild Wings tonight, simply because it’s The Pulse, and I’m going for my third consecutive national high score. I was four points shy of a perfect 30,000 last week. If one of my preferred waitresses isn’t there, I’ll simply tell whoever’s on duty to ignore my table. I just don’t want a male server. I don’t trust them. Most of them are rude anyway.

Going to pack it up and make that long trip again. Worried. Really worried.

About David

Louisiana native living in Kansas. I have Asperger’s Syndrome, addictions to The Brady Bunch, most sports, food and trivia games.

Posted on 2014-08-11, in Personal. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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