Monday, October 10, 2011
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Friday, October 7, 2011
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Damn Panama
A bout of Diarrhea a bag of mini Pretzels and a plastic cup of wine.
I got to the airport referring the disgusting steak and Hit pepper submarine I had the night before as I ended up in the washroom 3 times pissing out of my ass before departure.
Grossed out yet good
You will come to realize that I have a weak stomach for just about anything aside from Alcohol and rather then avoid all the foods I love I deal with it.
I ended up flying with Panama based Copa airlines and although slightly cramped the flight was quite pleasant.
Beer wine food and mixed drinks are free and the staff our pleasant unlike American counterparts that enjoy gouging you for $7 mixed drinks and beers.
Further more this was the most economical option saving me around $380 in comparison.
I arrived in Panama 5 hours later
So those of you that know me it's a 6 hour layover of corse that is going to be spent at the bar met a Chinese dude that owns a restaurant in pacific mall in markam close to Toronto a Columbian that wanted to convince me I was too old to be vagabonding and I should meet a nice girl in Toronto and start a
and some asshole picked my pocket and took my flip screw you Panama Airport !!!
I got to the airport referring the disgusting steak and Hit pepper submarine I had the night before as I ended up in the washroom 3 times pissing out of my ass before departure.
Grossed out yet good
You will come to realize that I have a weak stomach for just about anything aside from Alcohol and rather then avoid all the foods I love I deal with it.
I ended up flying with Panama based Copa airlines and although slightly cramped the flight was quite pleasant.
Beer wine food and mixed drinks are free and the staff our pleasant unlike American counterparts that enjoy gouging you for $7 mixed drinks and beers.
Further more this was the most economical option saving me around $380 in comparison.
I arrived in Panama 5 hours later
So those of you that know me it's a 6 hour layover of corse that is going to be spent at the bar met a Chinese dude that owns a restaurant in pacific mall in markam close to Toronto a Columbian that wanted to convince me I was too old to be vagabonding and I should meet a nice girl in Toronto and start a
and some asshole picked my pocket and took my flip screw you Panama Airport !!!
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
one more week
Last night in Toronto
Here is a video with a few useful travel items enjoy
Why can't our cooking shows in Canada be more like this
lol
Here is a video with a few useful travel items enjoy
Why can't our cooking shows in Canada be more like this
lol
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
HIRING WAIT/RESSES BARTENDERS AND BARBACKS FOR BAR&GRILL WASAGA BEACH
I drove directly to Wasaga after my last sales call and met Hamid a quiet Persian and owner of the bar I was going to be working at.
Hamid explained that the job was going to be shitty and hard work but I could work a lot of hours,; The pay was ok and tips were not bad.
After 10 minutes and a handshake I was done and ready to start my first shift the next day.
I showed up at 5:30pm the next day to meet the guy I would be working with eating Dairy Queen and getting more of it on his face then in his mouth. I kept my thoughts to myself as I really did not want this bruit trying to act out a scene from deliverance later on.
The rest of the summer consisted of running up and down stairs with cases of beer restocking beer fridges and ice wells until that glorious day when my redneck coworker quit,we were swamped with Drunken Guidos and the bartenders could not handle the rush and they put me on bar .
Porn stars ,Liquid cocaine’s rum and cokes Jägerbomb’s were the libations of choice and I was more then happy to contribute to the delinquency of disenchanted youths so long as they were willing to empty their wallets in my direction.
“I need another bottle of Jack, Grab me a blue curacao” I yelled back to my cousin who got hired on a month after I did.
The kid ran to the back like a Mexican running from the La migra and was back with more booze to feed the uniformed hoards of backwards baseball caps and Ed Hardy clothing.
The night ended with a few stragglers who refused to leave and the cops cleaning up some of our more intoxicated patrons off the beach with the standard “Get in a cab or come with us your choice”
I wrapped the spouts of my bottles and collected my money from Hamid and had the satisfaction of being one night closer to my new life in Buenos Aires.
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