Rev... or most places.

So we were at Rev for Laura and Karen's birthday's. Ray is the one stuck driving thanks to the awesome ride organization of Gord. Unfortunately the majority of the organization was done in his head. Fortunately some of it managed to trickle out, with Gord more or less telling Ray that he was driving, without actually asking him. Ray is of course a really nice guy and he would be willing to drive, but it would have been good for him to get a little more notice and be able to put gas in his car beforehand.

Eventually we get to Rev, and I start off with a Whiskey Sour, a nice and generally safe choice. Chill for a bit and then I get Laura so I can buy her a drink. She was drinking some drink that I to this moment still don't know what she said it was, something with Vodka in it. Anyway I decide to do my bar test, can they make my favourite drink, a Bloody Caesar. The answer is... no, they most certainly cannot. Now I don't know if they never have Clamato or were just out, Blake brought up the point of it not really counting if they never carry Clamato. I didn't catch exactly what the bartender said, so I don't know for sure, the point is I didn't get the drink.

There seem to be many a place that don't even stock Clamato, granted it is a more time consuming drink to prepare, but only slightly. Caesar's will be the new bar/club drink benchmark.

Crappy Joe's

Post-dodgeball dinner. I don't know who decided it would be a good idea to wait for a booth but instead of sitting down and ordering we waited like 15 minutes for a old ass shriveled up couple to finally get off their asses and give us the booth. They weren't even, eating, waiting for the bill, or even talking to each other WTF. They were seriously like staring into space.

Anyway they finally moved their asses the hell out of there. We sit, and to further enhance our experience, they were out of menus. Fan-fucking-tastic. We should have realized that our food would also take an hour to prepare as well. Great choice Ray, thanks for choosing it, GG NO RE.

Not so Super Store

So Martin and I were in the Super Store because I needed to buy some stuff, and since I have a ton of PC points I figure I might as well use them when I can. So we went around and grabbed all of the stuff we needed to get, which also happened to include cake mix. Anyway pizza pops and mini pizzas made by Pilsbury were on sale. At least the pizza pops were definitely on sale but we wanted the mini pizzas and they were in the same end cap but they didn't have their own price tag.

So Martin goes to what seemed to be a customer service lady and asks if there is a price scanning device that we can use to check the price of the mini pizzas. I'm befuddled when he comes back and directs me to an aisle instead of telling me the price of the mini pizzas that I assumed he would have got the lady to check. Instead we end up walking half way down the aisle only to encounter a scanner which displayed "Please enter password", only to later be confirmed by another employee to be broken and non-functional.


Good times.

Back in Dec

As I have been reminded of past events that have occurred I decided to include them for reference sake. One significant chain of events was the night of Ashley Beaver's birthday in December of 2007. It was a cold night, we were off to Lot 332 after meeting up at the hotel that Beaver and Gord were staying for the evening. The quick and dirty of the night is pretty much, get there scope out the scene, grab some drinks hit the can. Drink some more (Note that with all the drinks that were had, none were Caesars. My favourite drink, of course they wouldn't be able to provide me with some), hit the can again, only to find out the first washroom is totally gone and closed off and is now merged with the women's washroom to make up a weird co-ed washroom. Soon after there is flooding in the smaller of the two rooms. Soon after we were cleared out of the smaller room, the lights came on and we were kicked the hell out due to a burst pipe. That's right, they ran out of working water pipes, go fig.

The night ended up with Blake, Erika and me at McD's, hungry as hell I was excited to get chicken McNuggs. I also got bested by the picture of a "new" wildberry pie that I saw while looking at the drive thru menu. Ah, but unsurprisingly, no pies, who would have thought. The night ended up with me offering Blake 1 of the last 2 nuggets and him snatching the one out of my hand instead of taking the one in the box. Confused at why Blake would take the one right out of my hand instead of out of the box that I was offering him, we laughed for a while.

Purpose of this blog

The reason for the creation of this blog is to record the trials and tribulations that I face when acquiring things be it food, beverage, or some other tangible product. The majority of the time, I will be faced with the dilemma of the store or restaurant in question being out of whatever it may be that I would like to have in front of me.

Now it's not 100%, sometimes I get what I order first. Usually I get my second choice at the very least, but it has happened that even my second choice has been out of stock on occasion.

So this is the beginning, and I hope by creating this blog that I will mess up fate and by attracting attention to it, it will just stop happening altogether. Although I have gotten quite used to it and it has become something we all laugh about every time it happens.

Today after dodgeball we went to Shoeless Joe's and my first choice was Lobster Ravioli. So it begins.