The Great Hatsby
May. 20th, 2006 09:49 amI got Great Hatsby'd yesterday.
hatticusqfinch: i say, old bean, have you seen my hat?
me: Unlikely. I don't see many hats.
hatticusqfinch: I have several strewn upon my wall. Perhaps one of those is yours?
hatticusqfinch: If not, I have quite a many in hat BOXES
hatticusqfinch has gone offline.
Which is pretty much the only effect I've seen of having my IM name listed in my Livejournal profile, after I posted the notice in my profile that while I was available for chatting, you'd better have something to say. (I'd gotten a lot of people who just wanted to say hi and invite me to cybersex threesomes. Um. Thanks? To be honest I don't actually mind the just saying hi, if I've ever spoken to the person before, but these were often people who'd never even read my blog and had no idea who I was. At times like that I sort of regret choosing a gender-specific name: it'd be funny to just say I'm a dude.)
Other news. Is there other news? Garden is partially thriving, but almost none of the peas have come up. Very annoying; they should be almost ready to harvest by now, but no.
Z made coffee, and then said, "man i could go for a donut right now" which only served to make me want one badly, but there are none to be had save one of us puts on clothing, which just is not happening.
Sabres game today at 2. We'll see how that goes. Yesterday was awful at work, just with running out of things and asshole customers and plane delays and oh yes, they raised our prices without warning us. We now have the most expensive drinks in Buffalo, we think. I'm going to find out how much a Grey Goose martini costs at the more expensive restaurants in Buffalo, because now, at the airport? Motherfucking twelve dollars and twenty-five cents, and it's a metered pour so it's exactly two ounces, so there's no way you're getting your money's worth. Daytime Bartender recently went to the Chop House, a famous expensive downtown restaurant, and bought a Malibu and a Grey Goose cosmo, and got change back from her twenty, so no way are the drinks as expensive here: that'd set you back $21.05 in the airport bar.
Funny thing is, the company's got an agreement with the airport that we can't charge more for our shit than a restaurant in Buffalo. As long as there's A Restaurant somewhere in the city that charges more, we're ok, but I really, really, really, really don't think they did their research first. I am so going to find out. If it means I have to go on a very high-priced pubcrawl, then so be it. I'll parlay it into an article or something.
hatticusqfinch: i say, old bean, have you seen my hat?
me: Unlikely. I don't see many hats.
hatticusqfinch: I have several strewn upon my wall. Perhaps one of those is yours?
hatticusqfinch: If not, I have quite a many in hat BOXES
hatticusqfinch has gone offline.
Which is pretty much the only effect I've seen of having my IM name listed in my Livejournal profile, after I posted the notice in my profile that while I was available for chatting, you'd better have something to say. (I'd gotten a lot of people who just wanted to say hi and invite me to cybersex threesomes. Um. Thanks? To be honest I don't actually mind the just saying hi, if I've ever spoken to the person before, but these were often people who'd never even read my blog and had no idea who I was. At times like that I sort of regret choosing a gender-specific name: it'd be funny to just say I'm a dude.)
Other news. Is there other news? Garden is partially thriving, but almost none of the peas have come up. Very annoying; they should be almost ready to harvest by now, but no.
Z made coffee, and then said, "man i could go for a donut right now" which only served to make me want one badly, but there are none to be had save one of us puts on clothing, which just is not happening.
Sabres game today at 2. We'll see how that goes. Yesterday was awful at work, just with running out of things and asshole customers and plane delays and oh yes, they raised our prices without warning us. We now have the most expensive drinks in Buffalo, we think. I'm going to find out how much a Grey Goose martini costs at the more expensive restaurants in Buffalo, because now, at the airport? Motherfucking twelve dollars and twenty-five cents, and it's a metered pour so it's exactly two ounces, so there's no way you're getting your money's worth. Daytime Bartender recently went to the Chop House, a famous expensive downtown restaurant, and bought a Malibu and a Grey Goose cosmo, and got change back from her twenty, so no way are the drinks as expensive here: that'd set you back $21.05 in the airport bar.
Funny thing is, the company's got an agreement with the airport that we can't charge more for our shit than a restaurant in Buffalo. As long as there's A Restaurant somewhere in the city that charges more, we're ok, but I really, really, really, really don't think they did their research first. I am so going to find out. If it means I have to go on a very high-priced pubcrawl, then so be it. I'll parlay it into an article or something.
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Date: 2006-05-21 03:48 am (UTC)