We got to the Mountain Shadow at about 5:30 last night, an hour and half before the game. What we didn’t factor in was that it was also Student Night, Wing Night, & Happy Hour. What did this mean? All the good seats were already taken or reserved. Dammit. We found a booth in the newer section of the pub and held that, but Chad was not satisfied, so he over took another table as well. Shortly after ordering beers Marlee showed up and one by one everyone arrived. The boys stole chairs and crowded around the table and the girls sat comfortably in the booth.
We attempted to order some dinner in the middle of the first period but the wait staff was on crack the whole night. It took forever for drinks and even long for food. It wasn’t until the 3rd period that we finally ate. My chicken wrap was surprisingly good, while Chads potato skins actually looked like someone had thrown them in the garbage and someone else picked them up and put them on a plate. Marlee’s peppers actually had mold on them. They were so understaffed that our food probably sat in the kitchen for an hour waiting to be picked up. It was ridiculous. No one came to clear our plates or glasses so we had a pile of garbage at the end of the table. By the end of the night we were all pissed off with the shitty service and shitty food. Both Chad and I felt gross for the rest of the evening. We pretty much made a packed that we weren’t going to go there to watch any more hockey games this season and definitely wouldn’t go there again for food.
As well, because we had waited so long for our dinners to arrive all we could do was drink what was in front of us which meant that me + 2 pints + no food = falling asleep in the corner by 9:30. We left right after the game finished, because seriously there was no point hanging around any longer, and I basically feel asleep the minute my head hit the pillow. Out like a light.
Oh and not to mention that there was a 30 second delay on the TVs upstairs so instead of watching the game it was more about listening to the downstairs crowd react. They told us when the goals were before we saw them. Craptastic.
The only thing that saved the evening was the company and conversation. We ended up getting into a huge conversation about Cancer of all things, talking about Marlee’s friend Jon, what I have to go through, and about other people we know who’ve gone through it. It was then that we found out Sonia’s boyfriend Darren has survived Cancer twice having it both in his brain and his neck. With hearing all the things he had to go through was really inspirational and very interesting. Because of going through 2 rounds of treatments for his two different Cancers his thyroid was destroyed, so like me, he has to be on medication for life.
Its interesting that we got onto that topic of conversation yesterday because yesterday was the first day since I heard the diagnosis that I started to really worry about the surgery. After I came to the realization about what was going to happen to me I put the thought out of my mind and basically have been living in ‘denial’ about it, just trying not to think about. After looking at the calendar yesterday and realizing how close we are getting to the beginning of May I started to panic. The thought of going through that whole process again is too much for me to stomach.
Whats more interesting is that when we got home last night there was a message on the answering machine from the surgeons office asking me to call them back. Its like I subconsciouslyknew all day that it would be soon and then I got home and there it was. I was quietly freaking out inside all night and when I finally had the chance to call them back this morning I was more then disappointed.
The lady who answered the phone was the moron secretary (though I feel bad calling her that now because she was very sweet to me the last time I was in there). I told her my name and she asked what I was waiting to hear back for. I told her about the surgery and proceeded to look for the information. Well apparently the competent secretary does all the bookings and she wasn’t in today and moron secretary couldn’t find the information she had so I have to phone back on Monday to find out when my surgery is. Really now. If this time is anything like last time it means that they are phoning me to give me a weeks notice, which means if I have to call them on Monday I will basically be getting a few days notice. GREAT! Am really not impressed at the moment.
So now I sit and wait some more even though I am this close to knowing the date and attempting to figure out my schedule. I wish people weren’t so incompetent.
PS. I only took 4 pictures last night because everyone was all over the place and I fell asleep.
