A weekend story

Saturday:

I woke up saturday morning glad that friday wasn't a total party because I got some sleep and woke without a sinus headache again. It's been rainy and the allergens haven't been treating me well. The day was good, I'd hoped for a steady workday. Thursday was slow, friday was good. I enjoy my slow starts on saturday, but when the whole day drags on like that it's a bit annoying, I like a steady order status with 5 to 20 minute breaks for smoke and rest. Mini rushes of a few orders are fun on days like that too cause it usually dies out after and you feel a bit better about sitting on a barstool and smoking a cig, because you just worked your ass off. But that's just me.

Anyways, I get up, go to get dressed, a tad tired but not annoyingly. I get next door there's all this last minute packing and loading up the truck, My parents and oldest sister Jennifer are going to nashville for "10 days". My dads watching TV, they can't leave till he's not on call anymore, apparently they were doing something crazy at his place of work. I was told friday after chilling with dad that they'd get a vehicle from work since he was going on a work trip. Well they didn't which annoyed me. My day started out a bit shitty after that, but it was fixed soon after, Renea decided to ride with everyone and come in to the bar later. She would ride with me to my grandparents in boerne from there. Well when they finally get there somewhere around 6 Dad decides to stay too. He tends to get a bit bored there and either mindlessly reads magazines goes up to the gameroom to watch TV or surfs on his laptop. I agree. The night starts.

Saturday night:

It was rather slow. We had a few orders. It was dusk and my bosses brother Dietmar was outside with santa Dan and the like. I pointed it out to dad if he wanted to go chill. I had a few orders. Not many, we only had 4 or 5 orders total out of the entire day. Finally it was time to close the kitchen. I closed it, I think I had one Nutella Panini order after I was done but then I got it all shut down. Ran over to Super S to cash my paycheck I got friday and then when I got back dad's co-worker Erlinda was there with two younger girls. I'm introduced to them, one was her daughter, the other she claimed was her daughter but I'm pretty sure it was her actual daughter's best friend. You know how parents do shit like that sometimes. So we're sitting there and talking, they have White Zin cause they aren't wine drinkers, Dad and Erlinda are drinking a malbec by "La Linda" Erlinda tried it and it grew on her purely because of the "Linda" in it.

Mediocrity gets you peers :

Mindless conversations occur, she's pretty sloshed, was probably drinking at the house or they were somewhere else. She rambles about how she met dad and the like, comments about her daughter we smile and nod. Finally somewhere around her talking about her daughter dad boasts about me. He always does, that fucker is just too proud of me. I'm not complaining I'm just saying he always says how amazing I am to everyone. Most can see it, but on first impressions people I assume are skeptical. The daughter goes "Pssshhhhhhffffftttt" Just like that it was a hybrid of two disses at once. I assumed she was probably just joking and dad's like "what the fuck" so he's all "goddamn what was that for" and erlinda didn't notice and exclaimed in question form "Isn't MY daughter beautiful? right" so my Dad being my dad responds "She's a very pretty girl." So Erlinda shouts "Fuck, you, my daughter is fuckin beautiful" Dad says to Erlinda "She just dissed my kid I'm not gonna say she's beautiful. What was that psshhfffttt about? You barely know my kid what was that about? My kid is awesome" and the other girl chimes in "Looooosssseeerrrrrrrrr" Dad thankfully didn't hear that. All the while I'm checking twitter trying to bite my tongue. I can't talk shit, this is dad's co-worker and "friend". So the daughter asks if Erlinda wants to go to 11th st. Which is this redneck POS bar. Erlinda didn't hear and asked what she said and dad chimes in with "Your daughter wants to go slum it at 11th st." Then the two girls are like that's not slumming it's a good bar, blah blah. Dad says this is the best bar in town. the cleanest, nicest and classiest, so it would be slumming going to 11th st. He also stated that 11th st. isn't 11th st. anymore. Erlinda said that was bullshit. Me always assuming with people like this that we've been here longer than them. Unless you're born and raised Bandera I tend to forget anyone could have moved here before us. So I'm all boasting back about how dad bounced pretty much every bar in this town so HE would know! She's all "fuck that it was a mexican bar before it was a redneck bar." and rambles off some shit, dad's agreeing so I shut up. Renea says how she misses the wrangler and dad says he bounced there too. They wind up leaving stiffing us on the wine. Dad's like "fuck did they just leave me with the bill for this bottle again?" and we all hm and haw and then the daughter comes in to pay. So then we're like well cool.

The whole thing, with the bad moods bad judgements and disses. It all just kind of reminded me of this song by against me! called "Mediocrity gets you peers (The shaker)" The title just made so much sense. If you're anything, even if you're just some regular joe but you happen to be a bit smarter than most in any sense, when you're with the general run of the mill dumbasses you have to be mediocre in order to be accepted, you can show your true colors later on, but at first you just gotta seem chill and kind and all that jazz. Even if someone's boasting about you and you're trying to be as modest as possible it can turn some people off. Not all, but the self doubting person that has that front of being whoever they try to be so that you cant tell they are an insacure wreck, you have to for them if not anyone else.

We move to the bar where dad's talking to Dietmar who is leaving. Dad asks if we want a bottle of wine or some beers. I said I didn't care, renea laughs and jokes that dads not ready to go to my grandparents. We debate, I'm bummed cause all I want is a beer. Renea and Dad are convinced the two bitchfest girls were getting me down. I was annoyed and pissed but not really. It was the beer. I wanted to drink. But I had my half a beer and 3 sips of wine when erly was here and I'm driving us to boerne. I convince dad we can get a bottle to go and drink it there. No one can decide what kind so I finally state for someone to pick cause I'm not drinking any. I'm hitting up my grandfathers liquor cabinet for some rum or vodka or something. Dad's like "SCOTCH AND WATER, YEAH!" so we agree to drink scotch and water when we get there. We leave. As I'm getting my shit out of the kitchen I feel bad cause I see that there were like 2 panini orders and a cheeseboard cause fuckin walter came in and brought some shit. I mean it's good we get some food orders but there was this mini rush after I was off. That's why I don't entirely like chilling there after work. I want to help but then I have to do everything to shut it down and to go on clock for a few orders? Yeah.

11:30 pm:

We get to my grandparents. Mommom is still awake, but she's laying down. I get 3 glasses and some ice. I wait for her to go in, go to poor the scotch but I'm worried that the light is bothering them so dad says to take the bottle up with us. So I go up, poor two scotch and waters and another that I mixed with my energy drink. Me and dad play some pool in the gameroom and have another. Renea decides to txt her brother Tim because it's his birthday. But then she's like "Damn I miss it, it's only 11:45" So I told her he'd get it when he woke up. Well he responded, he was apparently still awake. So me and Dad tell renea to tell him to come out. He didn't want to cause he was feeling kinda gloomy and only had enough cash to get to town. Dad told him that he would put gas in his tank if he came out as a birthday gift. It took some more convincing including me txting him and telling him to let us come get him. He agrees and we decide to have a smoke and go kidnap him.

Midnight(The kidnapping):

Tim lives in boerne also, but about 15 to 20 minutes away from my grandparents. So we set off. We needed the right music. I wanted Arcade Fire's funeral, but we didn't have it with us so we wound up putting in Bright Eyes' Cassadega which worked wonderfully. I checked my speed, someone commented on something, I forget which one of them, but someone did. So I state my speed and tell my Dad to check the app on his Iphone that says how fast we're going so we can see if the tires are aligned right. So him being a bit buzzed decides to state our speed every few minutes and then repeat it every 30 seconds if we are not moving and going 0mph.

We twist and turn through the hills before finally crossing the Guadalupe river and turning in to Tim's house. Me and renea go in while he finishes up, dad comes in and sits down while we wait for him to get his stuff. Then we set out to get Tim gas. Me and Dad follow Tim and Renea to the gas station of choice, I fill him up and then he follows us. We drive around in mild misty conditions through downtown boerne and on to the rural roads to my grandparents. We pull in to my grandparents smoke a cig and go in. I get tim some scotch and water for him to try but he didn't like it. "It's like all the nastyness of scotch without the bite or burn." were his words. We give Time his birthday present which was a coachella 06 or 07 DVD. We got it because it had a bunch of bands he liked. Arcade Fire, Bright eyes, white stripes, morrisey, random people like that. We tell him about his cake and he reads his card and thanks all of us, we talk about birthdays and how mine's coming up and things like that. Dad challenges him to a game of pool like Renea had told him on the phone. They play a close game but I believe Dad won. We went out to smoke another cig before dad goes to sleep. We smoke our cig show dad to the room he's sleeping in cause he can never remember and we go to lay down the pillows and spreads on the floor to sleep on. For probably over 10 years me and Jen have been bunking on the floor in the gameroom with all my cousins. I'll be 21 in a little over a week and I still do it. It's nostalgic and the game room is the only room upstairs with a TV. So you wind up trying to make a comfy pad to chill on while you watch something and then fall asleep.

After that we go outside for another cig and wind up talking outside for 10 or 15 minutes untill we get too cold and go back inside. We all get comfy and throw on the Coachella DVD and pass out.

Sunday:

Sunday morning apparently my family came in to tell me bye as they were heading off to the airport and I was completely incoherent. Because when I woke up later when Tim was about to leave(like 8 or 9am lmfao) Renea was telling me how I kept asking her if she was going too and she was going to miss her ride. Later when I woke up and actually got up we cleaned up the gameroom got rid of all the cans and bottles of guinness and such, luckily I had taken the bottle of scotch down during the night. That would have been a pain to secret ninja back in to the cabinet, infact impossible. I decide to vacuum a bit and shower. Then we head over to Tim's house for dinner. We stop at wal-mart, I grab Monster's vs Aliens for my 2 little sisters staying at my grandparents to keep them entertained awhile. We cant decide what to make and finally decide pizza. Instead of 2 pizzas we decide to get pizza and one of those skillet creation things in a bag. They were both delicious. Pizza was garlic chicken with white sauce and the pasta was some zesty citrus shrimp thing. We watched that new movie with ryan reynolds and sandra bullock and then split. We picked up our laundry and headed to the house. I found arcade fire in renea's car loose under her stereo instead of in the cd case and realized thats where it went threw it in. got home, fed the dog, watched some iron chef and more food network and other shit.