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Tuesday, August 30, 2005

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 demonic fire breathing cherubic students. And while it involves me playing mom to fourteen seventh grade girls, and no cell phone reception, it also involves s'mores. So, really, I can deal.

BUT.

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.

xoxo
Joy

"To eat is a necessity. To eat intelligently is an art."
--La Rochefoucauld

4 Comments:

Anonymous Tana said...

Hmmm, maybe you could suggest he order the fugu?

Love your blog. I appreciate the high goof factor and the salty language.

I am a little concerned about the fourteen seventh-grade girls, though. I didn't have you pegged for a saint.

8/30/2005 8:34 PM  
Blogger Joy said...

Hahahaha...thanks, Tana.

We're actually taking 73 kids; 14 of them are in my cabin, though:).

And don't worry -- a girl's got to have an alter ego. I assure you that in the real world I am as angelic as can be (just ask Sam or Fatemeh). So angelic that I was made an advisor at my school and I'm entrusted to run an entire summer program for school aged kids. I just need somewhere to keep up my knowledge of the swear words.

xoxo
Joy

8/30/2005 9:22 PM  
Blogger Alder said...

I would be SO pissed....

8/30/2005 11:10 PM  
Anonymous Fatemeh said...

Repeat after me:

"Nobu sucks for lunch"

OK, not really, but didn't you feel better for, like, a microsecond?

Now, you go slather on some sunscreen so you don't burn that angelic skin of yours, and tell the kiddies to RUUUUNNNN!

8/31/2005 1:54 PM  

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