Laborers

REALLY anger me.

I've been organizing this party for my brother.

I've scouted locations, looked through pages of menus, and books of wine lists, gone through guest lists, and taken care of details right up to the table decorations.

Oh, yea and I've been baking this stupidly complicated cake too, all day today in fact.

The hotel we chose seemed really willing to please. I'm just annoyed at myself for not realizing this was just covering up the fact they have no experience and are, well, irritating. I wish I had never given them my number so they can bore me with details of how they 'don't have the South African white' or some such. Sort it out! Call your wine distributor! Leave me alone to ice my giant cake! Incompetent peasants.

I fail to believe that when Jason and I were running the Imperial in our teens that we were this useless.

That is Rant of the Day.