This ain't Tahiti Bitch.

Hello all. Sorry it's been a while but Annie's been on quasi-vacation for the last week. See, where i work they sometimes give what they call TOW. Sounds sexual but unfortunately it isn't. TOW = time off without pay. Which means that when the call center isn't receiving enough calls they let some of us go home. Technically i guess that should be TOWP, but it doesn't sounds as good i guess.

So last Wednesday i was offered Thursday and Friday, so hell yeah i took it. We chilled out at Chubby Chaser's for a bit and then went over to the RV with Mase. That's the first time i think i'd ever been in there on a Wednesday... pretty much the same as any other day except no Kareoke. We played some pool (i got my ass handed to me like 11-1, fuck you Mase, that's right i'm bitter) and played some crib with Karen the regular and Johanne the barmaid. That was the shit, i had so much fun.

Around 2h00 in the am, during crib game #2 i believe, a few guys walk in with a totally wasted blond. So the guy's like behind me and orders something which makes Johanne look in her barman-how-to book. So i turn around and ask "what the fuck did you just order??" No response...ah he's french "Non, mais qu'est-ce que tu as commandé pour la faire chercher comme ca?" "Pina Coladas" So I turn back and look at Mase and say "this guy is ordering Pina Coladas. At 2am. At the RV. Does he not know where he is right now?"