Browsed by
Author: Amy

I stumbled home from that hotel over to the hotel I’m staying at, absolutely fucking STARVING. The dinner event I attended, didn’t end up being dinner so much. There was food, but tiny appetizer hamburgers just weren’t enough by the time I had inhaled free margaritas and amaretto & cokes. Well, except for that one amaretto & coke that cost nine dollars. No, that is not a typo. I paid nine (n-i-n-e) dollars for a drink at the W. I had a witness. I really wanted to ask the bartender if that was correct, but then didn’t want to be “one of those” people. I’ve been a bartender. When someone asks if the price of their drink is correct, what that really means is “you’re so not getting a tip”. (I tipped her earlier.) Anyway, back to the starving. Sadly, the golden arches caught my eye and I was out of American cash money, and ended up charging a combo to my VISA to eat when I got back to the room. Then when I got back to the room, I just couldn’t bring myself to eat it. So yup, that’s me, the girl who charges fast food she then chucks. I’m hoping this was the turning point and I will forever be grossed out by fast food. No more!