Since school is pretty much done for me, I have to include the craziness of today in my mention of the last few nights since the weekend & week days are now one big smushy mess. Get ready for a long blog, folks!
To start, Friday night I sang in the Schumann art song recital and the party afterwards at Jane's house. The concert was quite good, at least for me, and even though we had a small crowd, I think it was splendid fun. Afterwards, we went over to Jane's (my teacher's house) to celebrate. We had some wine and delicious cheeses and got to see her GORGEOUS house! It is one of the few Victorian houses in Cambridge and I definitely felt that I was thrown back into the 1800s. Her husband showed Andrea and I around and explained the architecture to us and the decor. I had an interesting conversation with Brad about his goals and that blowing off class activities was prioritizing and not blowing me off. And Gui, I just love that girl! The most funny things came out of her mouth!! (Like her fear of if she will remember how to kiss her boyfriend when she goes to Korea to see him and her family over the holiday...)
Saturday...well...I worked all day and then went home to get dressed. Andrea came over and decided that, even though it was a ten minute walk from my house, she wanted to drive. So, we got to the party and I had wine and she had diet coke. An interesting guy was talking with her much of the night and I got to see my co-workers dressed to the nines. When I saw Swifty, he was wearing a tux and drinking a fourty. Amanda and Shannon were talking about "social anxiety" and Amanda had much to drink. Tatiana brought her cute boy, who I had never met, and apparently married woman kept hitting on him (erg, keep it in your pants, ladies!). I got many complements on my dress and I found myself at the end of the evening with a gin martini...big mistake after four...or five glasses of wine. Dain went outside and asked us how we liked the party...from outside the house...odd. I got home and got sick...but after some gatorade and tylonol I went through the next day just slightly queasy and some good memories.
Sunday, I slept in and made myself a nice breakfast. I went to Bree's recital around 4 and she was FANTASTIC! If you didn't get to see it, shame on you. My favorite pieces were the "Canalope" pieces and the crazy "Amor" by Strauss. Afterwards, Rachael and I sang in the Vocal Chamber Ensemble concert and we ROCKED! We were together and I was so happy that many of the pieces were the best I have ever sung them. Jayne seemed very happy and I got to record it as well. YES! Afterwards, we toasted Bree's success with champagne and chocolate and watching "How to Lose A Guy in 10 Days".
Now, for the interesting evening. Today, I worked a really long shift for me (12-730) filled with Tatiana sing "All I want for Christmas is...." well... let's just say I learned a lot about her personality. I also got my period for the second time this month and found out from Liz about how hormones peak or something mid-month and that is why. Sigh!
As for the hell that followed... well, this is what happened in the course of the day: 1. A man came in, ordered a tea and began to talk to me in gibberish where I heard the word "marijuana" and "f*&%" a few times...I had to count the correct change and he left...did I mention he didn't have any teeth?? 2. During a HUGE rush, a man walked around the counter and said "bathroom?bathroom?bathroom?" Startled, I pointed to the store next store and said "there". 3. A woman came in and ordered a drink of certain temperature with a certain amount of foam. I made this drink perfectly. She proceeded to pick it up and said "um, it's too light, I need more milk" so I respond that I could add more, she then asked for more steam milk in another cup. I turned to look at my co-worker to see what I should do (she ordered a grande, NOT a venti) and the woman got all upset with me hesitating saying "I'm the customer, I'm always right". I offered to re-make the drink but she refused and I finally gave her some milk in a little cup. While I was ringing other people up, she had Cat take off some foam and add more milk. She then came back over to the counter to ask to talk with Shannon (actually "that other girl") because she knew her and if she was the manager and she always comes in here and such. I said I was sorry if I offened her, which she said I had. The whole experience really pissed me off. Afterwards, we went out for Mexican and margaritas. What's with all the crazees in this city!
