Lucky 800

Hey Kids - I just noticed that this little post right here is my 800th post!!! Wow!!!! Who would have thought it?? I'm the kind of person that usually doesn't finish things I start.

I get all excited about something and jump in head first, but then with time, it dwindles. My excitement, my interest, my pleasure - it all withers away. Thankfully, I'm still going strong with this blog. I still love it and I'll continue writing until it becomes a chore.

So, yesterday I got ready for work. I was all excited. I did my makeup really well. I looked like I was going to a very fancy event! My hair looked great. I was psyched. I arrived early, found a great spot over at New York New York, walked across the street and found out that we were shutting down. THere was a big water main break on Las Vegas Boulevard and a bunch of places lost water. The MGM was one of them. I heard they couldn't even flush their toilets! That's pretty crazy considering they had paying guests. Anyway, so our first night was a bust. It was disappointing.

It's noon here now and I haven't heard anything about tonight, so I assume we are moving on as scheduled.


So, let me tell you a little story about this bitch that lives in my parent's neighborhood...

As you guys know, mh parents live in a gated community for people who are 55 years old and older. Everyone in this neighborhood owns their house (no rentals), and they are VERY tight on security. It's not a gated community with a key code. It's a community with a guard on duty 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. They also have a very nice clubhouse with a gym, a few pool tables, two pools, a jacuzzi, a sauna, a card room and a few other amenities. I have a pass to get in the neighborhood, but I have to go to the gate with the guard. There are a few other gates, but you have to be a member of the community go get in those gates and you have to have an electric gate opener.

So, one day I saw someone going in the side gate (which is the closest gate to my parent's house) and I figured I would just follow them in. I mean, I'm in the neighborhood all of the time and I have my own pass. I was just being lazy really. So, the person in front of me, wouldn't go through the gate. I waited for them to open the gate, and they just sat there. I wasn't sure if their electric device wasn't working or if they were purposely not going through because they didn't want me to follow them.

So, I back up and head to the guard gate and I go through the proper way. I was annoyed because I was in a rush and instead of saving time by going through the side gate, I wasted a good five minutes because that person held me up. So, I SPED through the neighborhood. I was doing a good 40 mph instead of the 15 or 20 mph we were supposed to do.

I get to my parent's house. I sit down. I'm here 30 seconds and the doorbell rings. I open it and it's the "bitch". The "bitch" is the neighborhood snitch, bitch and nosey loser with no life. She runs the clubhouse and goes WAY overboard with enforcing the rules. She rings the doorbell and tells me that I'm not allowed to go through the side gate AND that I was speeding through the neighborhood and I need to go slower. It's like "GET A LIFE".

So, this is like two weeks ago.

Yesterday, I went up to the clubhouse with my dad. I'm not allowed to lay out at the pool without my mom or dad there. Nobody is allowed in the clubhouse unless they are with the owner of the house.

So, my dad and I go up there and we sit down by the pool and he decides to get up and go inside to workout. I continue reading my book.

A few minutes later, the "bitch" comes out to the pool and says "Carmen, you aren't allowed to be out here by yourself". And I said "my dad is right inside working out" and she says "well, he needs to be out here with you" and I said "okay, maybe you can go inside and let him know" and she says "NO, you can leave". In a very snotty tone! Right as she says that, my dad comes walking outside and I'm like "dad, you need to be at the pool with me". He's like "oh okay, I'll stay out here" and that was it.

I told him how rude she was and he said that nbody in the neighborhood likes her. I mean really, what is the big deal about me laying by the pool by myself? I'm not 5 years old. I wasn't hurting a sole. I was reading a book.

So, I get home and my mom starts going off on me. The "bitch" called her!!!!!! She told my mom that I was rude to her and that my dad left me alone at the pool. Are you fucking kidding me???????????? I'm 36 years old and she's calling my mommy to tell on me.

My dad was PISSED. This bitch is totally trying to cause trouble. If she had something to say, she should have said it to either me or my dad while we were there. I really need to get revenge on this chick. Do you guys have any good ideas??