thursday night we finally made it to an fsu baseball game, one of the last of the season,
fsu v. clemson.
i don't know where all the cool weather we've had disappeared to, and the sun was pretty blinding half the time, but we still enjoyed being outside and soakin' up some vitamin d.
as usual, i had to take some pictures... until brett cried uncle.
he brings out the goofiness in me when he complains about taking pictures in public places.
poor little bretty has such a mean little picture taking wifey.
i love the atmosphere of baseball games. i'd love to have season tickets and take my kids to games. there were so many people with their kiddos there. i'm a creeper and took a picture of this little cutie that kept us entertained. she had just destroyed her mom's bang poof after the dip'n dots ran out ha. that baby really twinged my baby fever bone. (like a funny bone right? it unexpectedly gets your attention sometimes?)
it was a six o'clock game and i didn't eat a snack after work so my stomach was pretty much screaming at me the whole game. i've been craving a burger from their grill since my boss and i always smell their deliciousness when we take our walks at work. i could never pull the trigger and go grab some concession stand food though since i'm not a beef kind of gal. we ended up leaving after the 7th inning to finally get me some grub, which turned out to be a good time to leave since there weren't anymore runs after that.
and here's where the story turns sour...
so by this point it's around 8:45 and we start the usual "where do you wanna go?" spiel.
we wanted something faster (but not fast food) since i hate eating dinner late. we ended up at hobbit hoagies which turned out to be the worst choice ever. we got a parking space right in front so it didn't seem busy until we walked in... and it was jammin'. apparently everyone wanted .49 cent wings like brett. our waitress got our drink order and warned us they were busy and running behind by 10 to 15 minutes, but we decided to stay cause the wings and the delicious curly fries were going to be worth it. she said she'd ask the manager to put a rush on our food, which i'm sure she said to everyone that night and if everyone's rushed, nobody's rushed (if everyone's special, nobody's special).
well we sat and chatted, complained about our uncomfortable tummies and chairs and pouted (that was mostly just me), time goes by, time goes by, our drinks run out, we hear the table next to us complain about not getting their food yet. she finally brings them their food and tells them they get 20% off, but doesn't come our way to hook us up with more drink for our starving stomachs. then around 25 minutes after she first brought us our drinks she comes back and says "now in all my time of being a waitress (which i'm sure was probably one week) i've never had to say this before..." and my brain starts thinking, she's gonna tell us we get 20% off, well you're a liar lady cause you just did that to them too. if only my brain had been right, she went on to say,
"...i forgot to put in your order."
A WHAT?
SERIOUSLY?!
how stinking unfortunate.
we didn't let her know we were screaming in our heads. we just said wow that sucks. she asked if we still wanted her to put in the order and that our drinks would be free. she should have offered us more than just free drinks! shoot! we're both push overs though and we just left. we just left without talking to the manager and getting some compensation for the thirty minutes of wasted time starving. we didn't even get her name to use it against them next time we're there. oh well, i guess she was probably grateful she didn't get in trouble with her manager. beware of a young blondie waitress if you go in there.
we ended up at publix to get subs. (and publix cookies to ease our woes.) i couldn't wait long enough for the lady to make mine so i ended up just splitting brett's buffalo chicken sub, which never happens. i was so hungry. i couldn't even wait until we were done checking out to bust open the zapp's voodoo chips we got, no shame. p.s. those chips are delicious and that flavor has a funny story, go herrre. the table area was closed by this point so we ended up eating in the car in the parking lot and laughing about the unexpected monkey wrench in our little date night.
2 comments:
Oh my gosh!!! What a night!!!!!!!!!!
That sounds like SO MUCH FUN going to a baseball game!!!! Dang it, I always forget that we have a big time university here that has legit sports teams...dang it. Okay, next year I'll plan on going to these things!!!
Where is this place to get cheap wings???? I am a BIG TIME wing eater. Like- when I was single, we went to a place with 10 cent wings and I out ate the boys. Like- over 50 wings. I went to the gym the next day and worked out for HOURRRRSSSSS to work it off :-)
What a fun date night! I can see why that baby hit your fever bone--she is CUTE.
They definitely should have given you more than just free drinks. That is ridiculous!
But eating in the car is always fun... :) (Cory never lets me eat in his car after what is now known as "the accident").
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