But anyways, Tuesday was a banner fucking day. I thought I was spending the night at Mohegan Sun with the two faves, but we will get back to that in a minute. First, since I always sleep too long I had to go come up with my own money for last night since my mom finally wised up and cut me off. Therefore, I needed to sell some used DVDS to FYE in the mall and pawn something because ya know I'm classy like that. Just like every other addict I have to pawn shit to feed my habit. It's better than giving reach arounds on the streets of Bridgeport and I always buy my shit back. Hell if Donald Trump can declare bankruptcy 3 times and still possibly become president than why can't I be rich one day?!? Since I knew I had to get up, do my morning routine, stuff my face, and pack for the casino, I knew I would not have time to do these other errands. This is when I made the mistake of asking gimpy Mcbuttface to help me.
I had asked her around 11am if she could go to the mall for me and the pawn shop. At first, she said yes but then remembered right before hand allegedly that she had an alleged MRI at 12:30. She said she could probably do it if she got out of her supposed appointment in time because I was not leaving til 6pm. I texted her at 2:30 and she said she had just gotten out, so I asked again if she could go sell the DVDS at the mall and then go to pawn shop. What proceeded was probably the dumbest and most annoying conversation I have ever had. My IQ went down 5 points and I lost 2 hours of my life on this crap. So gimpy Mcbuttface gets here and to save her from having to hobble out of the van I have my worker go hand her the duffle bag full of DVDS along with the stuff for the pawn shop inside said bag. Keep in mind she knew she was being paid for this trip for me. However all I got was attitude and bitching. For example, why can't you do this earlier? Idk bitch cause I live to annoy you. Why can't another worker do it? Because unlike you because they can't sit around the house all day watching Netflix, they have what I call school and other jobs. Then, I tell her to stop being so annoying about it and just bring the stuff back and I'll go myself on the way to the casino. She starts telling me she's not going to donate to my gofundme after I was promised she would. I may or may not have threatened to take away her hours after this. In my defense these hours were especially created for her so she could have some spending money while she is rehabilitating from trying to lose a foot. Why this chick needs money when she lives in a house with a 3 car garage, her family had their own home in Spain, and her grandfather is about to throw down 25grand on a new car is beyond me. But hey what can I say I'm charitable. The topper was she ended up doing all these errands but why she had to be so annoying about it is beyond me. She tried to say I forced her to do it because I kept nagging her, its not because you wanted the money or anything mcbuttface and then it was harder than you thought.
That leads to my night at Mohegan Sun. It started off well because I got upgraded to a suite after I was too poor to park in valet and had to lug all my crap through the hotel twice, which took about an hour. From there though I was able to enjoy Pepe's Pizza which is crazy delicious and the Cake Boss guy's pastries from the new bakery he opened at Mohegan. Then tweedle dee and tweedle dum arrived from the legend rap concert at Foxwoods, where not surprisingly everyone was high and they were the only 2 white people in the audience. One of these two may think they are ghetto and part black but just because you lived in Bristol and North Carolina doesn't mean you're ghetto fabulous. If anything it just means your a hick or should be married to Aaron Hernandez. Tweedle dee and tweedle dum then proceed to tazmanian devil the leftover pizza and snacks I bought. The only reason why the pastries survived is because I sacrificed myself on top of them so they would not be eaten, that and I hid them in the room fridge. Yeah they were high as fuck and had the munchies. Forrealz, we're talking cheech and chong level here. There was practically a cloud of smoke behind them when they entered the room. After they inhaled all the food, tweedle dee decided to bitch 10times in one hour about how bad her head hurt. Well, maybe your head wouldn't hurt so bad if you hadn't been smoking blunts, cigarettes, and your vape for 2 straight hours. So we gave her some Tylenol and then the two tweedles proceeded to pass out. That is when I decided to go gamble the $100 I scraped up. After 2 hours it was gone. I texted Tweedle Dee to say I'm on my way back to the room and I'm so pissed I'm just going to pack my shit and go. Now the whole time my worker and I were packing and making two trips back and forth to the room do you think either one of their lazy asses woke up or offered to help us? hell nah brah. Its okay though they fucked with the wrong person I made sure to ring the doorbell for 10 seconds on my way out of the room and made sure they got wake up calls every half hour starting at 5am until checkout. Oh, and I told the desk clerk they needed more towels so they'd get woken up by that too. Plus, on the way home I made sure to text them fuck you every 5 minutes. Think they got the hint... nope they still didn't understand why I was mad. Well, yeah I don't want to cuddle with you at 3am when if I wake you up you're going to act half-dead and be incoherent while complaining your head is pounding. Also with my luck since you were high as a kite you probably would have dropped me on the floor and then I would have to go see the medicine man for the tribe that owns the casino and call my sister and mom at 3am to say I fell on the fucking floor. So yeah, that's why I didn't want to cuddle. But hey, glad I could provide them with a hotel suite, tons of food, and get nothing in return but negative 100 dollars. Overall, a typical day in the life of Robert A Held. Until Next time America!
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