Payback?

After a day of teasing my dad for being a "VIP" cruiser, we head to dinner with the people we attended the cruise with.  We are sitting at the table in the nice restaurant enjoying good food and great conversation with family friends.  I was really into the conversation. My mom and dad are sitting directly across from me, my sister was to my left at the head of the table, and Thomas' dad (my dad's friend) was sitting next to me.  I am talking to my parents when all of a sudden someone comes up from behind.  They put their arm around me and say arrrrrr.  It is a pirate. Of course, I am scared out of my mind. I scream loudly and dang near end up in Thomas' dad's lap (approx. a 70 yr old man).  Everyone in the dinner looks around to see what is going on.  I must have screamed like my life depended on it.  There is a photographer that captures this moment.  Everyone at the table including my parents are laughing hysterically. I am still sitting there trying to calm myself down. Apparently, my dad saw the pirate come up from behind and he told him to be quiet. If you know my dad, this is right up his alley especially since I had been hounding him about being a  "VIP" cruiser.  My dad waited all night until they put that picture up.  

A few nights later my sister and I were trying to by some other photos.  A carnival cruise worker proceeds to tell me he knows me.  I look at him and say "Know you don't." He insists, "I do know you." I look at him again and say "Know you don't." He says yes I do. I was the photographer that took your picture the other night when that pirate scared you.  He then tells me that it is the most hilarious thing he has seen in his life.  I really didn't think the whole situation was funny at the time, but I am glad I could be somebody's entertainment for the night. Of course, these things only happen to me.  I will publish the picture as soon as I scan it in.

VIP Cruiser in the building

To all that don't know, I recently took a cruise to Mexico with my family.  We took the cruise out of Galveston.  We got there last Thursday.  As we passing through security, there was a line for Carnival VIP Cruisers.  My dad made a bee line over to the line. As a matter of fact, he actually skipped some people.  BUT, he knew he was a VIP cruiser.   My mom followed him into the room. My sister and I patiently waited outside since it was our first time on a cruise.  Next thing you know, my mom comes out of the room laughing and leaving my dad behind.  It seems when my dad got into the room the lady who worked for Carnvial asked him what his last name was. He proceeded to tell her Allen. The lady then begin to look through approximately 12 envelopes. As she was looking, my dad asks her how many cruises do you have to take to be VIP. The lady tells him  10. He then realizes he isn't a VIP cruiser. Since he has only taken 2 cruises and was about to embark on his 3rd. Needless to say, I kept call him VIP the entire cruise.    

It only happens to me

I decided to today after my "missing" sandwich at work incident I should start blogging. It seems like weird and crazy stuff happens to me all the time. This will be a way for me to rant about these things and for you to laugh at all of my mishaps. Enjoy!

The "Missing" Sandwich

My supervisor gave all of the employees at work a $5 gift card to Subway. Yesterday, a co-worker and I decided to go to Subway for lunch and use our gift cards. I decided to get the oven-roasted chicken foot long sandwich since it was one of the $5 foot longs. I had the lady prepare them as if they were 2 six inch subs. One side had all of the veggies. The other side had a few things but not that much because I wanted to eat the other half for lunch the next day (which was today). While we were in Subway, we ran into another one of our co-workers ("Bob"). (This will be important later on.) After lunch, I decided I would leave my sandwich there for the next day.

So all this morning I was thinking about how good that 6 inch sandwich tasted yesterday. I took lunch at my normal time (noon). Mind you I only get a 30 minute lunch. I go to the refrigerator to get my sandwich out for lunch. When I open the door, my sandwich is not there. (At this point I am CRUNK and thinking I know someone didn't eat my sandwich.) I started looking around in the fridge to be sure it wasn't stuck behind someones lunch box. I find another subway sandwich in the fridge (with "Bob's" name on it). Since I had already wasted time looking for my lunch. I decided I would go to Subway (I didn't bring anything else for lunch) and use the other $5 gift card my mom had given me. (BTW, she didn't even know I already had one from my boss.) On my way out the door, I tell another one of my co-workers I think someone ate my sandwich. (We will call her "Sally.")

I make a trek to Subway and order the same kind of sandwich as I did yesterday. I get up to the counter to pay for my food and the lights flicker off and on (twice). This causes the register to go down. The girl tries to get the register back up but for some reason doesn't know how to reboot. She picks up the phone and calls someone (her manager I assume). She precedes to ask him in Spanish how to reboot and what the passwords are for the register. She spends 30 minutes. In the meantime, I am growing impatient. I am still CRUNK about my "missing" sandwich and that I had to take a longer lunch to get a replacement sandwich. I was seriously thinking about walking out with my sandwich and not paying. I mean what would she do to me. (I really wouldn't do that.) She finally reboots the register. I pay her and I am on my way back to work to eat my sandwich.

I get to work and take my sandwich to the lunch room. "Sally" see me enter the lunch room and begins to take out someones lunch in a plastic grocery bag. She shows me the bag and says, "Isn't this your sandwich?" (BTW it had my name on it). I begin to get CRUNK again. I say (pointing my finger and making faces I'm sure), "That is my sandwich but that other stuff is not mine." It all starts to click that "Bob" must have accidently picked up my sandwich mistakenly and put it in his lunch. As I am going back to clock in, I begin to laugh about the situation since now I have another foot long left for lunch the next two days. Then, I also start to think did "Sally" go through everybody's lunch to search for my sandwich. Some people are just tooooo nosy for their own good.