What's Under Your Hood!!!

Ok, so today as I left the house in direction of work I heard a strange noise when I touched my brakes. I was like, geez, what now? But didn't have the time to really contemplate the noise. After my shift was over I left with a huge smile on my face. I was determined to brake in my Rollerblades for the first time this season. (Let's just say that Kelowna's sidewalks and roads are a lot smoother than in Manitoba). I had a great time. I went for about an hour the whole time with a goofish looking smile plastered across my face. I pretended I was on skis and went side to side. I would be one of those people that get made fun of but I didn't care. I was having fun. When I got back to my car I took off my skates and jumped up and down. If you've never done that I encourage you to. Your legs feel strange after you take off your skates and then when you jump they feel ultra weird. It's awesome. So I put my shoes on and waited for the guy who insisted on going before me but was now looking for something and not driving just sitting behind me so I couldn't back up, to go I just played with the tunes on my stereo. Then I heard the noise again. I was like, geez that doesn't sound right. So instead of waiting for Mr. I gotta go nowhere fast, I popped the hood. When I lifted the hood there was a tail of something that went running down. My fist instinct was to poke it with a stick. I think I've been on facebook too long...I just gotta poke everyone and everything. haha. But the poor thing got stuck. I didn't know what to do so I ran over to a guy who was just getting into his car. I asked him if he had a cell phone and he said no. So I ran to the next person I saw...still no luck her cell phone was dead. Then I ran down to these two girls on the beach. They had a cell phone I could use. I called animal control and they told me to just poke it with a stick. Wow...thanks a lot! haha. So I went back to my car and poked the thing. Then I saw what it was stuck on and helped it get free. Finally it was free..but it wouldn't leave. It wanted to stay. I was telling it "You can't stay, you have to go". "You can't make this your home, it's my car!" I guess it wasn't fluent in English because it just wouldn't leave. It was a mean looking thing. It's called a Marmot. I don't know what that is, but it's bigger than a squirrel and smaller than a raccoon. Kind of like a huge gopher. It hissed at me a few times too. That's when I got mad at it and yelled! I yelled, "Don't you hiss at me, this is my car!!! You weren't here first I've had this car for 7 years!!!" The people around me were laughing at me. I was like, well I have! haha. Finally the thing got poked one too many times and ran off. Right under the wheels of the car that had all the curious children in it. The car was moving. It didn't die, it just ran off injured. I sure wish Animal Control had come down. Good luck little buddy!

Ramble Central.

This is for everyone who reads this. It's called an UPDATE!!! I don't mean to yell. I don't really know where to start. Um...I got a new workout ball, a punching bag and a skipping rope. That's pretty exciting in my world. I bought a really pretty dress for my cousin's wedding and I want to make sure it fits beautifully for her special day. So I'm going to get fit!! It was funny the first time I was punching the punching bag, I was like, this is ok. Then I thought I wonder what will happen if I start thinking about work. Suddenly I was kicking the crap out of the thing. ha ha. I guess I have some issues! haha. It is a good stress reliever though! Then Dawn and Corrie came into my room where I was punching it and bouncing on my work out ball at the same time. Well I double bounced myself and went flying forwards. I landed in an awkward position with the punching bag between my legs. Dawn made reference to something I should know nothing about and we all laughed. Let's just say it's something you would find posted on her blog. hahahahaha...just kidding Dawn.
Today was Father's day. It was the first time I have been able to spend this day with my dad in six years. So I found it really special! We first started by going to church. Then we went to the car show that took place downtown, by the sails. We walked along the waterfront looking at cars. I was kind of confused why people with boats didn't think of bringing their souped up boats along the shore line. But I guess nobody thought of that. Then we went to Moxie's for lunch. It was sooooo good. Our server was good, a little strange, but good. haha. I know I'm not one to say anything about someone being strange because I am as weird as they come, but he was talking in a whisper and kind of hard to read. So I think strange is a good word. haha.
After lunch Cameron and I hit the W to the ALMART. While we were there we goofed off a little. I think I might have scared an older lady...oops. I was pretending I was a car and I had to screech my tires to stop in time. I apologized but she just gave me a funny look. The sound effects didn't stop there. Then Cameron and I were thinking about how funny that would be to run into someone. Not in a car but by pretending you were the car. And then try to explain to the person how the brakes haven't been working right lately and make up some elaborate story of what was going on. haha. I think it would be great. But that's just me.
My sister said the other day that I was 14 year old girl. And she said that she thinks I will be forever. haha. She also said that I was a quirky girl. haha. I'm cool with that. I have some really weird habits. One of them including that I still, at the ripe ol' age of 26(almost 27) listen to Adventures in Odyssey every night. It helps me fall asleep. :)
Speaking of my sister, she and her family came and visited us last week. It was sooo much fun. I had a blast. The second day they were here all we did was play nintendo wii. We played Mario Party 8. What a great time. I loved playing with Gabriel and Grace out in the yard. And on the bouncy ball. Great times. I can't really think of the words right now to say all we did...but it was fun! haha.
Can you tell my brain is fried? I'm soo tired right now. I guess that kind of explains why all the rambling.
Oh, yesterday when I was working I delivered some food to someone else's table for them. When I was walking back I smiled at these two girls who were staring at me. I didn't think much of it. Then I ended up running out their appetizer. When I brought it to them I recognized them right away. It was Simone and Sega! I went to Bible College with them. How exciting. So I caught up with them a bit, but I had to run because it was sooo crazy busy. I won't get into it this time...but let's just say after that shift I had a long haul on my punching bag...haha.
But it's sooo exciting getting back in contact with people from school. It's been so long. Yeah, ok, I won't bore you any more with my rambling. Until next time. Peace!

The Server's Rant

I have to admit my inner Naomi came out of me yesterday. For those of you who don't know who Naomi is watch the movie "Waiting". Then it will all be clear to you. For the last couple of days I think the heat has gotten to some people. This apparently means they get to be extremely rude to their server! YAY for me! I am not a violent person but I am clumsy, so hitting them is out but "accidently" spilling their drinks all over their laps isn't right?! haha. Just kidding I would never do that on purpose. I did accidently do that to a lady last week though, luckly it was just water. But the bad part was I was in the middle of cleaning up her friends mess because just moments earlier her friend spilt her water all over her. So the poor girl was sitting within 2 glasses of spilt water. I felt really bad! (She was not a grumpy customer even after the spillage). Anyways, back to the story about the grumpy customers that I sometimes had an inner voice telling me to be clumsy towards.
So the other day I had this table of 4. 3 of them guys, one a chick. 2 of them Foreigners. For those of you who have seen the movie I know what line your thinking of right now...let's take a moment and laugh. haha. Ok! Enough laughing. The one guy that wasn't a foreigner was one of the rudest people. I had to think to myself, maybe he's had a really hard life so give him the benifit of the doubt. He would yell at me across the restaurant. "Miss can we order". I'll be right back sir. Like geez my hands were full of plates going to another table...it's not as if I'm just layed back in a chair taking in the rays. They had starters, which makes thier meals take a little longer and when I brought out their meals one of them, I'm not sure which one...but I'm pretty sure it was in English because I understood it, said "Finally!" As I'm leaving the table to bring out the next two plates the rude little man replied in an annoyed tone, "My phone is charging can you go get it for me, I need to see whose calls I've missed." Ok, one I didn't know you even had a phone. Second, I'm not your freakin' secretary, and third, can I finish bringing out everyone else's meals first? Geez! So I go and I find his phone for him and bring it to him. Later, after he had finished his meal but everyone else was still eating he got on his phone and started talking. Not a big deal right? Wrong! He was pacing around the restaurant and talking with vulgar language. The manager had to tell him to sit down and ask him to refrain from swearing. Can't get worse?...oh just wait! At the end of the meal I brought them their bill, standard procedure. Then they left with the money on the table. When I went to go and collect it to close out the table I realized something. Their money was stinky! And I mean making me feel woozy. It was soggy and wet and covered in freakin HP sauce. SICK!!!! I believe this is when my inner Naomi came out. The rest I could handle but this! It was so gross.
That was story number 1. Now for story number 2. This is kind of a rant session for me. Yesterday, Sunday, it was a beautiful morning. I was as chipper as the birds outside. Smiling like a fool. My tables were awesome until a big black cloud came over Kelsey's. The whole morning I had people who were just getting up and going to the buffet before I even had a chance to greet them and ask what they wanted to drink. I take less than a minute to greet them. It happened about 5 times yesterday, enough to frustrate any server. Anyways, this one table I had took the cake. Literally he had cake for dessert. haha. He was really rude though, but he only seemed to be rude when his friend was away from the table. The rest of the time he was quiet! WEIRD! I just realized that. Anyways, he like my other 4 tables, went and got the buffet before I was able to greet them. I asked them both what they would like to drink. The polite guy asked for coffee and then headed off to the loo. The second guy asked me what type of teas do I have. So I listed off all the kinds. Then he asked if I had blackcherry. I was like, no sorry, just the one's I listed off. Oh, well then do you have White something. I was like, no sorry just the ones I listed off. So in an angry voice he said, fine, I'll have Earl Grey and I want the bag in first before you pour the water(Ai Yi Captain Grumpy pants) I didn't know why he was using such a mean voice to say it..it was as if he was getting mad at me for screwing up and I hadn't even done anything yet. Well, with tea you serve it with milk automatically. But he insisted on tracking me down at another table and following me(I didn't realize he was behind me...I'm not use to having a shadow) until I noticed him. Then he said, I want milk instead of Cream with my tea. Ok, dude, just sit down I haven't even gotten to the back to get your tea yet. Geez. So I bring it out...everything is hunky dory. Later on he was away from the table but there was an empty plate. So I took it gently placing his cutlery on the edge of his napkin. Later on I went to go and get his friends plate while he was away from the table. The rude man said, yeah, this time don't put the cutlery on the napkin. I was like, ok. So I put them on the coaster that held two creamers and a little pack of sugar. I leaned them up against it so that the cutlery wasn't touching anything except for the edge of the plate. He yelled at me. He yelled "Don't put it on his stuff, GEEZ!!!!" I was like, what's the freakin' big deal dude, I want to smack ya! So I just walked away. Seriously though, what's with people lately thinking, I'm hot and uncomfortable so I'm going to take it out on someone. Well people, don't mess with people who work with your food. (I would never do anything to it personally but I'm pretty sure there are some out there that would).