Two years ago in Vegas for the BCAPL Nationals, I am mostly there to have fun and relax; no expectations for the tourney-side of things.
One early afternoon after the singles event, I decide to eat at the Riviera Cafe (Kady's) with a friend of mine. While many people complain about Kady's, I am a creature of habit and order the same thing all the time b/c I really do like a few things on their menu.
On the way to the cafe, I walk by the edge of the casino and I happen to run into a friend who is extremely drunk (the sun is out and it's the middle of the day!), but he has been up all night playing poker, drinking, playing black jack, and he has yet to go to bed for some reason.
I say my hellos and nice greeting to him, while he is is the typical drunk person who doesn't recognize distance in his sober state so he stands to close to me and talks right at my face, as I try to step back from his alcohol breathe.
I get to the cafe and order my food with my friend and then my Mom calls me.
"What do you mean the A/C guys haven't shown up yet? They were suppose to be there already!"
I immediately get upset, as my Mom has advanced emphysema and she needs the air very cold so she can breathe well (warm/hot air makes breathing difficult). Further, when the A/C goes out (this wasn't the first time), she has to sleep in the living room on the coach because it's the coolest place in the house. This also isn't good for her lungs because she has to sleep laying up and cannot lay flat. Because I am in Nevada and she is in Texas helpless (and I'm her rescuer), I am extremely upset right now.
As I'm talking to her, the drunk guys come to our table and sits down for some reason.
I keep talking, "What did they say? "Did you tell them the A/C is froze?"
And then I get distracted from the drunk guy. He asks me, "What is wrong with your A/C?" Seriously, dude? You are trying to talk to me when I'm on the phone with my Mom about something almost life crisis?
I raise my forefinger perpendicular to my mouth for the universal symbol of "shhhh."
I continue, "Mom, calm down. I will call them back and be the lioness and explain how important the A/C needs to be fixed and ask them why they hadn't show up yet as promised."
Again the drunk guy tries to talk to me. OMG!
I'm too upset to rationalize any leadership skills at the moment b/c my Mom is suffering, I feel helpless so far away, and this drunk dude is seriously annoying me at the wrong time.
I snap at him, "Dude, I'm on the phone right now!" As he looks back at me, well.... drunk.
I finish the call with my Mom, and I immediately I look through my phone for the number to the stupid A/C company.
The drunk guy starts to talk again, as I'm trying to find the # quickly to save my Mom.
He says slurring, "Um, I own an A/C company."
"Uh, what?"
"Yea, and I know companies in your area to help you out. Sounds like you're getting the run around," he says.
Omg, seriously? I was bitching out a potential helper! Eeeek
A couple of hours go by and sure enough he sends me a contact #. Long story short, the new company that he recommended come over that day, finds the leak right away (that the other company could not find FOUR times in the past year), and the cost was $300 less than all other estimates I had had before.
Dang drunk A/C guy to the rescue! :) He turned out to be my Mom and I's little angel in disguise!
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Speaking of drunk guys reminds me of this funny video!
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