Sorry... stories are on hiatus for a long time until I go venture into the city again... either in Los Angeles and its vicinities or in NYC. I know how everyone has been so interested in my stories lately. Yes, yes, I know... but too bad. So sorry. My apologies. But... too bad. Live with it. Besides, who comes to read this during summer break? Come on (in a "Boston" accent... hahaha... no... I just know someone who saids that a certain way)... it's break. People have better things to do than read this! So... bye-bye... oh shoot... but I have such an interesting story to share that happened last night... okay.. one more before I go on break, and then when I return, I will continue my frisbee story from Central Park. So here's the story from last night:

My friend and I went to Downtown Disney to just chill and catch up on things. We go and walk to the end of the strip, then walk back, then to ESPN Zone to play air hockey, then we go buy a yummy Wetzel's Pretzel... then I go wash my hands for the second time because, once again, they touch something sticky on the bench. We come out and go check out the schedule for the HOB... that's the House of Blues for those who don't know. Then we begin walking back to the front of the strip when I notice a long line of people in front of Y Arriba Y Arriba. We wonder what the line was for, then I notice KIIS FM signs all over the place, so I figure it's a KIIS club. My friend and I decide to stand in line just for the hell of it because we thought it would be funny just to pretend we were waiting to get in; especially since everyone standing in the line was all decked out in his/her fancy duds. While in line, we talk about how funny it was standing in the line completely underdressed, compared to everyone else. We decided that once we got to the front of the line, we would pretend that we thought we were waiting in line for the restaurant, and make complete fools out of ourselves! So we stand in line, and I notice the suits checking ID. I pretty much figured it was 18 and up, but I was ready to shell out my awesome Delaware ID! Then my friend noticed the suits were scanning. My cheap ol' Delaware ID does not scan, for the obvious reason that it is FAKE!!! Oh well. So my friend and I are still in like, and I bust out laughing. "There is no way I can do this with a straight face!" Hahaha... we both bust out. "Come on, we gotta do this. It will be too funny!" I'm still laughing... I can't help it. It's too funny. We're about to pretend we're total duds!!! I calm down by the time we get to the front of the line. "ID, please," the big suit guy says. I look at him and my friend with a confused face..."Okay... wait - why? Isn't this the line for the restaurant?" The guy looks at me confused, "Oh, no. The restaurant? The restaurant's closed." "Oh... okay... well, what is this line for?" I ask. "A club" "Oh. Well, how old do you have to be?" I ask. "18." "Oh, okay," so I grab my expired CA license and hand it over to the big guy who hands it over to the other guy. My friend does the same thing. They scan our IDs and we get 2 giant X's on our hands to show that we're under 21. Oh yay for us... we've been tagged. My friend and I walk into the restaurant-turned-club, and I realize that we have to pay! Oh shoot. I go up to the guy to ask him how much it is. "$10".... I look at my friend, "What do you think... you wanna still go in?" "$10? Uh... no, I don't know." So we begin to walk away, then the guy goes, "It gets better. I promise." So we decide to pay. "Are you guys from out of town?" he asks. I kind of grin and go, "Sort of..." Oh yeah, I just CAME from out of town! As we enter the dance floor, the guy says, "It gets better. The KIIS crowd doesn't show up until later" So my friend and I go in, and there were only about 6 people on the dance floor. We weren't in the mood to dance. We just stood there laughing at how funny it was we totally pulled our stunt with a straight face! And all three guys totally believed us! Alright! Maybe I should go into acting! HA! Fat chance! I decide to ask a bartender about working at the restaurant, and he told me that Y Arriba Y Arriba was an independent restaurant and the employees are not hired through Disney. That's great for me because it means I can work there without Disney's dumb rule of working every holiday. My friend and I dance for about 3 hours, then as we leave, I look for the host(ess) so I can get an application. We didn't know where to find the host(ess). We see a guy sitting at the coat check, and we keep glancing back at him. He sees us, and finally goes, "What???" with a silly grin. So I asked him if he worked there, he said yes. I asked if he worked for KIIS or for the restaurant, he said restaurant. I ask what requirements are needed to work as a hostess, he said, "like... nothing. Well... maybe some skills." He asked me if I wanted an application, and I said yes, and he goes to find one. He gives me one. I ask him who the GM is, he said Elizabeth Tapman. I say thank you and leave. Oh, and one more thing... the guy was hot! Tall, built, and funny! The situation kind of reminds me of Ben at the Torch Club. Hot looking guy working at a place I'm interested in... but not adamant about working there. Yeah... my story. It was actually more exciting than what I wrote... but that's the gist of it.
Have a great summer, and good looking out. Peace.