I'M BACK BABY!!!

Long time, no blog... I know, I know... I have let my 1 follower down. Now I actually have stuff to blog about though! And awaaaaaay we go!

You ever have 4 or 5 events that take place one after another that really turn a good day into a crappy one? Let me regale you of my tale then:

It is our second day in Albuquerque and I have 4 of my guys lifting at the gym. The hotel shuttle takes us there and back and it is usually not an issue. That day, I call the hotel as I normally do about 10 minutes before everyone is done to tell the hotel to send the shuttle. It usually works out to where we get finished lifting, walk out of the gym, and right onto the shuttle that is just pulling up. Except for one thing: the shuttle is not there. We wait 15 minutes and I call the hotel again. "Oh, he'll be there in 10min" they say. 15 min later, no shuttle. This cycle repeats twice more. On the 4th call, the lady says "Oh he's pulling in right now"
FR: "No he's not"
Hotel: "Yes he is"
FR: "No, he's not"
Hotel: "SIR, I have him on the walkie talkie and HE says he is!"
FR: "MA'AM, I am standing out in front of the gym like I have for the past 45minutes and HE IS NOT PULLING UP HERE!!!"
Hotel: "He says he will be there any second!"
FR: "Well that's not pulling into the parking lot right now, is it?
10 minutes after this conversation, this jackass pulls into the parking lot.

So we FINALLY get back to the hotel and I am in dire need of a Diet Dr Pepper. I take some change out of my pocket and go to the machine. It eats my dollar, then I try and put my quarter in. SOME JACKASS HAD SHOVED A BUNCH OF PENNIES INTO THE COIN ACCEPTOR AND JAMMED IT UP!!! It wouldn't take my quarter! I guess I'll just get my dollar back by pushing the change return button.... oh wait a second, no I won't because it's being a piece of crap and not giving me my change back. DAMMIT!!! I know you are thinking "Why didn't you go to the front desk and get your $1 back?" The reason is because that dumbass woman who was arguing with me on where her driver was is the only one working there right then and I probably would have strangled her.

Pissed, I go back to my room to get the ice bucket so i can make an ice towel to wrap up my knee with. I had a great leg workout that morning, but my knee has been bothering me a bit and icing it down after a workout always makes it feel better. I go to the ice machine on my floor. I push the button. I can hear the ice. No ice in my bucket though. Still pissed about not getting the Doc, I go to the stairwell. I take the stairs in most every hotel we stay at for the exercise, convenience, and I hate standing around waiting for the elevator... it makes me feel like a fat, lazy shit. The stairwell doors don't lock and none of them have the "catch" part of the knob that comes in contact with the door jam to keep them closed. You can simply push them and they open right up.... at least they do on the 1st and 3rd floor! I go down to the 2nd floor's ice machine and run face first into the freakin' door! Apparently it actually HAS a working door knob! OH JEEZ I was pissed! I came back to the room, iced my knee, shut the curtains and took a nap... I figured doing those couldn't go that bad, haha! Man, that was the first time I had gotten that pissed in a while... oh well, it's all good now. Still have 4.5 days left on this roadtrip and I still have a couple more posts to put up so stay tuned! (Haha, "stayed tuned"... how lame it that? Haha)