Last Night at D & B
Last night we had our team meeting at Dave and Busters. The food was pretty good. What me and Rod thought were micro-queses, turned out to be micro-pizzas. The desert was a center piece that consided of M&Ms, Peanut M&Ms and skittles. "I hate biting into something I think is an M&M but it turns out to be skittle," Rod mentioned. I couldn't agree more.
After the dinner we went to play our games in individual teams. Our referee that told us what to do was half-drunk I think but it made the experience all the more fun. Our first game was a basketball hoops game. I managed to rack up 25 points which isn't bad considering I don't play that game at all. The funny part was Ramona, a very nice girl who doesn't talk that much. Yet here we see her rack up 39 points. I asked her when she was quitting our company and going to go try out for the NBA. We all shared a good laugh.
The other three games were a horse racing game, the Daytona racing game and then last but not least, skee ball. What sucked is that we didn't play the shooting game which is something I am good at. That was my only disapointment of the evening.
Later I went to my game (which I still don't remember the name of) and scored over 1000 tickets. I cashed them in and went shopping for stuff with Sandi. Roz joined us and evetually we all picked up stuff animals. I wanted to get something for my friend Linda and Johnnie. That place doesn't have anything I want for lower tickets.
Roz then asked what her carebear was named. I read the tag to her. Its name was Bedtime Bear. She replied, "Uh, uh! Her name is Nancy."
"That is just a tag they put on there to give the kids something to relate to. The bear's name is Bed Time Bear." I told her.
"It says right here, HER NAME IS NANCY!" she says, holding up the tag as if I can't read.
I didn't decide to argue any further. If she wanted it that way, whatever. The only reason I mentioned it is that I am a child of the 80's and my knowledge of the saturday morning cartoons is still something I remember.
I know that there was no damn care bear NAMED NANCY!!!!
Whatever, Roz, whatever.
I am just glad I had a good time and got to win some prizes for my friends.
After the dinner we went to play our games in individual teams. Our referee that told us what to do was half-drunk I think but it made the experience all the more fun. Our first game was a basketball hoops game. I managed to rack up 25 points which isn't bad considering I don't play that game at all. The funny part was Ramona, a very nice girl who doesn't talk that much. Yet here we see her rack up 39 points. I asked her when she was quitting our company and going to go try out for the NBA. We all shared a good laugh.
The other three games were a horse racing game, the Daytona racing game and then last but not least, skee ball. What sucked is that we didn't play the shooting game which is something I am good at. That was my only disapointment of the evening.
Later I went to my game (which I still don't remember the name of) and scored over 1000 tickets. I cashed them in and went shopping for stuff with Sandi. Roz joined us and evetually we all picked up stuff animals. I wanted to get something for my friend Linda and Johnnie. That place doesn't have anything I want for lower tickets.
Roz then asked what her carebear was named. I read the tag to her. Its name was Bedtime Bear. She replied, "Uh, uh! Her name is Nancy."
"That is just a tag they put on there to give the kids something to relate to. The bear's name is Bed Time Bear." I told her.
"It says right here, HER NAME IS NANCY!" she says, holding up the tag as if I can't read.
I didn't decide to argue any further. If she wanted it that way, whatever. The only reason I mentioned it is that I am a child of the 80's and my knowledge of the saturday morning cartoons is still something I remember.
I know that there was no damn care bear NAMED NANCY!!!!
Whatever, Roz, whatever.
I am just glad I had a good time and got to win some prizes for my friends.
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