How You Know You Don't Get Out Much...
I feel pretty safe in assuming that we've all been on a road trip. ANNNND I feel pretty safe in assuming that most of us have had too much to drink. ANNNNNND when you combine the two together, I feel pretty safe in assuming that it results in some late night hotel room debauchery & loudness.
side bar: One Vernon tournament weekend resulted not only in being kicked out of the motel but my 2 friends (brother's actually) spent a night in the drunk tank which actually worked in their favour. They both had beds & a good night of sleep while the rest had slept in a car & SUCKED bad the next day on the field because of it (definitely not the booze)... Actually only one brother had a good night of sleep. One didn't have a pillow & one got to use a roll of toilet paper to prop up his head.
ANYWAYS... so let's say you are on your stag & you want to do it up in style so you book a 1000/nite room. I suggest that unless you've done that before, don't start then... or just don't be a flaming retard.
I spent the labour day weekend up in Kelowna and not surprisingly, I met a stag. So when a flock of us went back to the suite for some aprés bar fun, there was a knock on the door. Yes, security came by to let us know we were too loud. (not a shock really. We did have the windows open, music on & we don't know how to speak w/out yelling). HOWEVER, it was the fat little agro man that spazzed at EVERYONE in the room that I couldn't handle. I don't appreciate someone yelling shut the f*ck up to my friends that are just sitting there. Not to mention the groom was a complete dickwad & was upset that he had been snubbed by Bell & brutal downstairs. I'm sorry, but girls get fed B.S. ALL THE TIME. So when you claim to be staying in some swank hotel & then CAN'T get in (no key, concierge ignores you), we assume yea, you're lying. It's called getting over it. I had to hear about it for a good hour after the fact & then the next day & then later that night...
Oh, did that seem long? yea, not everyone was a dickhead.. there were others that were fun.
OH.. and what is the difference between a 1000/nite room and a 200/nite room? Security wears flak jackets in the latter. Apparently I was rooming in the ghetto. When sercurity knocked on our door friday night we were met by a swat team. (ok, one guy) but did that stop us from continuing to party...... (ok, so I was asleep but my friends are nuts).
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