Saturday, April 18, 2009

Day 3

Oh my gosh, that morning hurt. Let's wake up and get ready for class. First, I took some tylenol and drank a lot of water. Then I sat on the floor in front of the full length mirror and started to curl my hair while I watched "Growing Up Walrus." That one was cute, and my hair took forever because I was only functioning at about 70%.

Class was normal that day except that everyone consumed far more water than they had during the two previous days of class. Hmm... I guess I wasn't the only one.

I'm trying to remember if I did anything stupid that day... I'm sure I did, but its been so long now that I can't remember. Dang it.

Well, we went to a Chinese place for dinner that night. Yeah, Montenegrin Chinese. I was scared. We go in, we are seated at the largest round table in the place, and the table is equipped with a "Lazy Susan." If you don't know what one is, Google it. Its basically a turntable. We all start ordering food and chatting. The photography nuts are taking artsy pictures of bottles and lamps. The food starts to come out and we realize that we've ordered WAY too much stuff... Its almost as if our waiter took our entire order then wrote "x2!" next to it. So, we made use of the Lazy Susan. We put all of our dishes on the turntable, and would basically spin it until we found a dish we liked. I recommended playing Montenegrin Chinese Roulette!! Spin it reasonably fast, without making food fly off, and you have to eat the dish that it stops on. Even if its just the tentacles left over from the calamari. No one wanted to play with me.

About half way through dinner, DM remembers that its one of our team member's birthdays. So, DM calls our very strange waiter over and asks him if they can arrange some sort of dessert for the occasion. Well, since its a "Chinese" place, they only have fried ice cream and fruit... DM says that will be fine, the waiter leaves to go create this birthday dessert. 2o minutes later, strange waiter returns and whispers something to DM. Sounds like plotting to me. 10 minutes later, there is a large plate making its way to our table via the weird waiter, it is on fire and as it gets closer I realize that the ice cream scoops and fruit are cleverly placed on the dish. Wow. This is funny and embarassing.

After dinner, we all pile in the van and head back. I had homework to do that night, so I stayed up for a little while.

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