Patience is not my virtue

Hello all,

Its 4 am and just came back from work.

Tonight was one of those nights were it is proven to me that I dont have patience for people that waste my time. ESPECIALLY when the music is blasting soo loud that my ears are still vibrating.

Friday, block party night. Loud music, lots of people, lots of LOCAL people, meaning lots of cheap and difficult people.

I have a word of advice, if you can spend a minute YELLING at the top of your lungs to get my attention, please have the decency to already know what the fuck you want to drink. Dont start to contemplate after you throw ice at me and call me a bitch to come over.

And PLEASE, PLEASE, have your money READY once I give you the drink. You've wasted both my time and your own time.

I come from an island where Hennessy and redbull rule the world. I'll be dreaming of Hennessy tonight.

I did have some comedic relief though. Two of the most overweight people I have ever seen, violently bumping and grinding into each other, knocking over one of the speakers. It made me forget all the bullshit and put a smile on my face.

On a brighter note, I think i am giving up VCR's (Vodka, cranberry redbull) for a while. Keeps me up.

This was the bitchy rant of the friday night.

Cheers bitches :)

Stef