Today was really long so bear with me. A few things of note, people say “eh” in Canada and I can’t help but laugh. I try hard (lolnoidon’t) but I just can’t help it. Also Canadian money is fucking pretty. Its all colorful and has shiny stuff in it, also loonies and toonies are great for playing “threes”.
So now for the boring part, I woke up at four thanks to a wake up call by Ryan (clapclapclap) and got my stuff together. I called a car and went to the airport where I found that my bag was overweight. Whatever I paid the 25 bucks and went to my plane. I passed out almost immediately as did the boy who was sitting next to me, we woke up an hour and a half later sleeping on each-other in Detroit. Oddly we just got up and deboarded the plane. (please note that i did not mention getting off in any way)
Detroit’s airport is fucking nice, although huge. I had to take a tram to get to my gate for my flight to Canada. While on said tram my dad informed me of the small fortune I would incur should I choose to use my cell phone in Canada. So I informed my boss of this and she said she would pay for work calls but to use a calling card as much as possible. I will attempt both of these things. So no texting and no calling me. Thank you.
So I get to Canada and got interrogated and all my stuff searched through, the lady did not think I was going to go back to the U.S. I said “I live in New York, why would I move to Canada.” I could actually see her bangs go up a little in shock. Then I explained that I always pack to much, its a curse blah blah blah.
Go to hotel drop off stuff, take cabbies directions and walk to venue. As soon as I got there I started counting. Made a pull and then helped set up the booth. This is not my job. However the people doing it were pretty incapable. Edit: My boss that came today and my boss that I talk to all the time are totally equal apparently, just very different personalities. Like good cop bad cop. He really completely knows that I have no experience doing anything like this, but watched me work all day and for some reason thinks I will do a good job. I have to say I agree with him.
Highlights:
-Shirtless pull up party
-Caterings chicken salad and balsamic dressing, super good.
-Tight clothes on boys
-Two brothers from the czech republic who can do one handed hand stands on each-others heads.
-Teaching a girl from china to play ds.
-Root beer floats in a can at the corner store down the street from my hotel.
-Surviving the day with two hours of sleep
-The bath I am about to take.
FYI: I will be buying a camera tomorrow.