to say that Vortex and I are clearly separated at birth. FIRESTAR! I wanted to be her SO very badly.
Red hair, AND two hot superheroes fighting over her? Awesome!
The only annoyance was that the check was fourteen-something, so I asked for change from my $20, because I was going to leave a $3 tip. Perfectly respectable. But she came back with a $5 bill for me. I over-tipped out of annoyance. Who does that?
You overtipped? I would have undertipped. I think that she brought back the five so that you would leave the whole thing. Me, I would have left everything but the five.
that's very sweet of you. not getting the change I asked for is a pet peeve of mine that often results in the server getting a much crummier tip than I had originally intended. Yours was lucky to have you.
Yep.
My annoyance of the day: I got on the elevator at my office building. A guy got on at the same time. He pressed his button, then remained standing literally six inches away from the button panel. I wasn't really caffeinated enough to form sentences yet, so I reached around him to press the button for my floor. He leaned forward so that his stomach brushed against my hand, then looked down and smirked at me. Freak.
You overtipped? I would have undertipped. I think that she brought back the five so that you would leave the whole thing. Me, I would have left everything but the five.
It was just the five! I just had one one-dollar bill in my wallet, so I couldn't leave that. Eh. Maybe I'll become a regular there and Crystal will love me forever.
I miss Firestar. In the midst of the Marvel Comic's Civil War event, where heroes were forced to register and give up her secret IDs to the government, she hanged up her mask and effectively retired.
Though there are rumors she may be in one of upcoming X-Men teams post Messiah Complex (a completely different massive crossover event)...
I miss Firestar. In the midst of the Marvel Comic's Civil War event, where heroes were forced to register and give up her secret IDs to the government, she hanged up her mask and effectively retired.
Maybe she could cut a deal with Mephisto so that it retroactively never happened.
ok, Hil, that man? he's full of yuck. Seriously? What is wrong with people?
And remember -- we SAY NOTHING TO THE COPS!!!
We haven't even knocked over any major financial institutions, but already we have a Code of Honour.
We should come up with really kicky outfits, too.
But then I started talking to myself about how she needs the $2 more than I do,
I know this is about a waitress, but it reminded me that I got panhandled IN MY OWN DRIVEWAY yesterday. And not by The Boy, which would have been okay, since he lives there and I probably owe him monies of some kind, like rent or utilities or here's-some-money-for-eating-the-last-of-the-Oreos.
But no. As I pulled into my driveway, there were 2 people walking down the sidewalk (this is a standard neighborhood with average houses, dogs, kids, etc. -- your basic middle America), and once I stopped the car and opened my door to get out, the woman walked up the driveway and started talking to me, introducing herself and asking me if I wanted to buy a phone she had in her bag. (Uh, no.) When I politely declined, she asked me for money for bus fare.
I gave her a couple of dollars, because really, I had it (I often don't have actual cash in my wallet, thanks to the wonders of the debit card), and I didn't need it in the near future (i.e., I wasn't planning on buying anything in the next day or so), and my feeling is, if giving someone $2 isn't going to hurt me financially, I'm going to give it to them. I choose to believe that, at least some of the time, whoever panhandles me is going to use the money for a meal or bus fare. If it doesn't bankrupt me to do it, maybe it'll do some good, if only for one person in 10.
(I realize that if I lived or worked in an actual city, an actual thriving downtown, I'd have to sharply revise my panhandling rules. I get that.)
But even though I gave her $2, and it didn't bankrupt me, I'm still flabbergasted, not by the fact that I was panhandled, but that I was panhandled IN MY OWN DRIVEWAY.
It should be a slogan -- Northside: No, no, don't get up. We'll bring the panhandlers to your door!
