He's Gonna Owe Me Big Time
So, life isn't fair. Big deal, right?
Tomorrow I head up north to what I hear are 90 degree temperatures to go camping for three days with my
Jon heads somewhere, too, tomorrow. And that would be the U.S. Fucking Open. Bitch don't even like tennis (in all fairness, neither do I). And he's going for FREE. For work. Invited by one of his clients. So there will be a tent and free everything. All of which I can deal with.
Until this afternoon when he told me that while he's in NYC, the clients will be taking him to Nobu for lunch on Thursday. On their dime. While I eat Kosher vegetarian camp food. I am in my own personal hell right now.
"To eat is a necessity. To eat intelligently is an art."