December 22, 2004

10 Reasons .. Dino is a Prick (take 2)

Barring another bout of insecurities about my writing, this attempt should be a successful one. Bear with me.

Oh wow, the night's not over yet.

After the not-so-fun dinner at Famous Dave's(FD as Dino so eloquently put), we left, heading for home. My home.

On the drive home, I get a call from nmg, informing me that he's in town yadda yadda yadda, what do you wanna do?

"I dunno," I said, "Did you call Dino?"

"Yeah he said we can come over his house."

"Alright, I'll swing by to get you."

So... a few minutes later I have nmg added to my list of passengers and I am happily on my way to Dino's house. Which brings us to reason number one.

Reason Number One

Way to live in the boonies.

Anyway, I'm going to go ahead and jump to reason number two.

Reason Number Two

Nmg calls Dino to let him know we're on our way. Dino informs nmg that he isn't at his domecile at the moment. He is, in fact at his brother's house, but he'll be home shortly, so kindly wait for him.

Way to invite people over to your house while you're not home.

Reason Number Three

So here we are, parked in front of his house. Waiting. FOr a goodly amount of time. Moments later, nmg's phone blows up. By blow up, i mean it rings. It's Dino kindly informing us that he has to go to East GYbypt and back and if we could entertain ourselves for awhile.

This is where I should've heeded nmg's advice and procured egged prior to our visit.

Instead of using the parking lot for entertainment, however, we decide to go wait at Borders(tm). I would like to point out that I only know of one way from Dino's Palace of Discontemporaneousness(thanks Kozemp) to Borders(tm). Yes, this also equates to me knowing the same way back, and no other way. This piece of information will be important later on, if Dino chooses to defend himself.

Reason Number Four

And here we are at Borders(tm). I take this opportunity to purchase a few items for presents and Wil Wheaton's book for myself. Screw you, I know none of you are getting me it for Christmas. No, I hate asking for shit other than slimjims -- which is a VERY real request.

As I survey the aisles for items that I might purchase, nmg finds me and tells me that Dino is at SomeBarThatHeThoughtWe'dBeAt(tm) and was wondering why we weren't there. That isn't reason number four by the way.

He asks as if we can come over NOW(reason number four). After verifying that he is going to be there, we agree to driving back(the ONE way I know how) to his pad.

Have I mentioned before that I work two jobs and that one of them start at 330am?

I realize that the decision to make it to Dino's house was mine to make and I could've said no. However, I am not like most people who'd say I'd be someplace but never make it there, and I already agreed to hang out with Dino for the evening, even if it was just for an hour.

I actually have only four reasons, but 10 sounded more dramatic. We all know how I love drama. Also, because of yesterday's tirade, I did forget what happened on Saturday and, subsequently, Sunday as well. If someone could tell me what happened, perhaps you can hijack the site too and tell people about it.

I really shouldn't whine about things that end up like this. In fact, I should be quite used to how people schedule time to hang out with each other. Perhaps some more math to solve the enigma on how we lose so much time waiting on people to show up or get ready is in order?

Posted by sagien at December 22, 2004 02:38 PM
Comments

I believe that you, Nikki, and I went shopping on Saturday. I could be mistaken. But Sunday.... Hmm.

Posted by: Kris at December 22, 2004 03:45 PM

werd.

Posted by: nmg at December 22, 2004 04:15 PM

My patience would've had me give up and go home to play Zelda for the rest of the night. Shame on Dino!

Posted by: April at December 22, 2004 05:05 PM

2 - I told NMG to see if you guys wanted to come over that night, and if so, give me a call back so we can figure things out. I guess he took that as "come over right away". Miscommunication on both of our parts.

3 - I never told you guys to go to my house and wait for me. I DID invite you guys over, but we didn't set a time or anything, so if you guys pre-emptively came over before we figured things out, that's not my fault.

Also, NMG told me that you guys could "kill some time" at the Italian Gourmet for awhile. I said "ok, go there and I'll come in and get you guys when I'm there", being that it's 3 minutes from my house. NMG agreed. So as far as I knew, you guys would be hanging out there. I knew nothing of this Borders journey.


4 - There's a dozen places you could have gone to hang out. Why did you choose Borders which is 15 minutes away? Oh, and btw, way to take AN HOUR to get to my house from Borders. Seriously, an HOUR? It's TEN MILES! Yeah, so you didn't get to my house until like 11:30. Anyone else would have been there by 10:45. And anyone else wouldn't have gone all the way to Borders when they could have gone to Starbucks or something down the street. Or maybe even the Italian Gourmet where NMG said you'd be. There I was, wandering through the Gourmet interrogating employees on the whereabouts of a golden man with slanty eyes. Needles to say, they were all puzzled, since YOU WEREN'T THERE.

Anyway, the moral of the story is: we needs moar betta communication. You can blame it on me all you want, but that was all of our faults.

Posted by: Dino at December 24, 2004 01:38 PM
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