You’re a Bad Banana with a Greasy Black Peal

Let’s talk about Christmas for a second shall we?

It’s funny how your perceptions of things change overtime. When you’re a child, Christmas is the absolute best day of the year. The entire year completely revolves around it. You make lists months ahead of time of things you need, things you want, and things you’d rather die than get. Once Christmas finally rolls around, you spend the morning playing with all your new toys. It was so easy to take the gift-givers for granted and direct all your attention on me, me, me. As an adult it’s easy to look back and realize how wrong you were about Christmas.

Over the last couple of years I haven’t even been able to think of more than a handful of things that I actually wanted. Christmas is no longer a selfish holiday. It doesn’t revolve around you anymore.

Christmas is no longer just about the day. It’s about the season. It’s about the feeling you get when you think about showing your appreciation to the ones you love. It’s about talking to complete strangers and wishing them a Merry Christmas (or happy holidays in general).

From Kiddos to Adults

Other less important things change from childhood to adulthood as well. Have you want How the Grinch Stole Christmas lately? (and yes, I’m talking the original cartoon version) Have you noticed that when you were a child this movie seemed… well, like a movie. As an adult you realize that it’s more like a TV show. It’s only 26 minutes long!!!! I’m not kidding… here is proof!

You're as cuddly as a cactus, you're as charming as an eel

MOVING ON!

No word yet on the house. We do have confirmation that they have people looking into the repairs and how much it will cost them. I definitely think this is a good sign! At least they didn’t turn right around and say no.

Bad Experiences

So last night Alex and I decided to a quick date night and then try to get some Christmas shopping taken care of. We have a restaurant near our apartment that we really like. We go to it once every couple weeks or so. When people come in to town to visit us, we often take them there. It’s a nice restaurant with a cool bar with a big selection, but the food is also amazing.

The first time we went there I ordered a dish, and I fell in love. I’ve never ordered anything else.

Anyways, last night we got there around six. It’s normally pretty busy and we’re used to waiting for a bit for a table. Once we got there we were told it would be 20-25 minutes. Perfect! After 20 minutes went by I casually walked up to the hostess and asked where we were on the list.

Two tables in front of us.

Perfect!

We continued to wait without any issue. Then a couple got seated.

Then a party of five got seated.

(We’re next!)

Then another party of two got seated?

Wait a second. Weren’t we two tables back? And aren’t we a table for two? Why are these people being seated and we’re not? Wait just one second!

Then a table for six got seated. Then a table for 12. Then a table for four.

Um excuse me, where are we on the list?

You’re next.

Finally.

A table for four get seated.

Let’s find somewhere else to eat.

And we wasted an hour and ten minutes of our life. It’ll probably be a hot second before we go there again.

What bad experiences have you had at some of your favorite places?

Did it deter you from going back?

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2 thoughts on “You’re a Bad Banana with a Greasy Black Peal

  1. Yikes, it would be a while before I went back to eat there too. I’m sorry you had a bad experience. When stuff like that happens, it always leaves a bad taste in my mouth. The host obviously knows your waiting yet continually passes you by? Not cool. 😦

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