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theyellowhobbitSo when people ask me what I did after the show, I'll tell them the truth.
I went to a bar.
What? an innocent little shomer girl went to a bar? You're not even 21! Why, Rachel, why?
Well. It went like this:
Rachel "Rachel Impossible" Gross, Cheryl, and I went to go get the truck. Rachel was to drive, and Cheryl and I were going to direct her.
When we got to the parking lot at the PAC shop, Our U-haul was blocked in by another car. Either we could tow it, or try to manuever around. Rachel Impossible can do anything, but everyone else thought we should tow the car.
Of course, the tow company didn't answer [it was like 11:30 on Saturday night.]
Peter at the shop told us to check the bar across the street, to see if the car belonged to anyone there. It turned out it belonged to this woman, and she moved the car...right into where we wanted to park the U-haul for unloading. You can't win 'em all.
So we somehow got the truck to IGT, with only a little bit of illegal manuevering.
People loaded things up. I cleaned the theatre and found a dollar [it was hefker]. Then we had to maneuver the truck out again, and go to the PAC shop and unload.
The party afterwards was sucky. There were all these random ppl that had nothing to do with the show, and by the time the people who worked at unloading got there, all the food for us was gone. So we were tired, hungry, and supposed to consume alcohol [not a good combination.]
I did take a board shot, but with like half a cm of vodka and the rest of the cup filled with orange juice. I was NOT going to become a drunk hobbit.
I left at like 2:30 [having gotten there at 2] and went to bed at 3.
I went to a bar.
What? an innocent little shomer girl went to a bar? You're not even 21! Why, Rachel, why?
Well. It went like this:
Rachel "Rachel Impossible" Gross, Cheryl, and I went to go get the truck. Rachel was to drive, and Cheryl and I were going to direct her.
When we got to the parking lot at the PAC shop, Our U-haul was blocked in by another car. Either we could tow it, or try to manuever around. Rachel Impossible can do anything, but everyone else thought we should tow the car.
Of course, the tow company didn't answer [it was like 11:30 on Saturday night.]
Peter at the shop told us to check the bar across the street, to see if the car belonged to anyone there. It turned out it belonged to this woman, and she moved the car...right into where we wanted to park the U-haul for unloading. You can't win 'em all.
So we somehow got the truck to IGT, with only a little bit of illegal manuevering.
People loaded things up. I cleaned the theatre and found a dollar [it was hefker]. Then we had to maneuver the truck out again, and go to the PAC shop and unload.
The party afterwards was sucky. There were all these random ppl that had nothing to do with the show, and by the time the people who worked at unloading got there, all the food for us was gone. So we were tired, hungry, and supposed to consume alcohol [not a good combination.]
I did take a board shot, but with like half a cm of vodka and the rest of the cup filled with orange juice. I was NOT going to become a drunk hobbit.
I left at like 2:30 [having gotten there at 2] and went to bed at 3.
