Replacements

So yeah, I was supposed to see Puddle of Mudd and RED on Friday, among others. Not so much though, as not too long after I posted the other blog, I got an e-mail from Livenation, the organiser, that the show was cancelled. Looked on Livenation.com, Puddle of Mudd's website, but found no reason for the cancellation. Still had my morning shift at work (I have concluded that I like evening shifts better, by a long shot) and then then afternoon off. Georgi was also at home, and I ran into Marten in the hallway at work earlier, accepting his offer to go bowling that night. Concert being replaced by two games of bowling with a few acquaintances. Money wise it saved me a lot, that evening, but I'd have loved to see those bands. Who knows if that will happen again?

Saturday I worked my beloved evening shift again, and it had been a busy day already. That night things stayed steady, and shortly after 10 (on weekends we want to stay open to 11 instead) Pierre came in and told me we were close to a milestone revenue mark. Only 65 dollars to go. I told him I'd stay open until we hit that point just for the sake of getting there. A few minutes before 11 we were still 6 dollars short, and Blake and I had already agreed on buying a pizza for us to share if noone else showed up. Fortunately (or unfortunately, as the pizzas are really good) someone came to save us by buying a glass of white wine. Closed the restaurant shortly after that, still having a bit of cleaning and a lot of counting to do. There was a woman on the chairs outside, sitting there all the time, looking depressed, with her wine, and she wouldn't say or do a thing. When we were almost done she came in, asking for a refill of her glass of wine. She really seemed to want (or need) it so I gave her one still. Even though the cashier was closed etc. I guess I felt sorry for her. Saw her again on sunday, somewhat in the same state. I should've told her alcohol is not the solution, but I don't like arguments on my work that much.

Sunday was another busy day at work, where we got reasonably close to Saturday's milestone, making it a really nice weekend for everyone to enjoy, looking at the figures. There's still a few things to do concerning the organisation in the restaurant, task-definition-wise. As I got home around 1AM that sunday, I had to go straight to bed as I had to start at 7 on monday, all for the sake of being able to go see Hollywood Undead. You guessed it, going to bed straight from work is hard with a lot of things on your mind, but I fell asleep fast enough anyway. Had a tiring day at work (and indeed I don't like morning shifts that much, because of the nature of the work, all the small coffees and snacks all the time. Just simple production. No time for talks and walking around, checking, doing other assignments). When I got home I tried to do some work on the laptop, but I went to sleep for 1,5 hours instead. Really needed that to get through the night.
Went to Culture Room as Georgi brought me by car. Went in at 7:20 when the doors opened at 7, and was expecting some band to start playing soon enough anyway. Didn't happen. Instead I became the witness of a real bitchfight. Something along the lines of "you stole my best friend's boyfriend" kind of argument with a few punches and scratches here and there. Only to find her hang around the neck of two other guys within the next 5 minutes. Some people don't really get it.
The only support of the night was TV Kills Kids [6,5/10], a local South Florida band, making hiphop, I guess. Electronic samples, guitar and bass guitar, two rappers, one screamer and one singer. That's about what the set-up was. The vocals (except for the guy who sang on only 2 out of 7 songs) were bad. Real bad. But for some reason the guys really managed to make a party out of things, even though the crowd didn't always act like that. I had fun watching it anyway, and some of the electronic music and beats were actually good material.
Headliner of the night was Hollywood Undead [8/10], six guys (and the drummer) making hiphop, with guitars and other electronic samples in those songs. The weirdest thing about it, is that it's 6 tattood white guys. And not just gangster tattoos, but the colourful metal tattoos (on their singer) that I know from people like Oli Sykes (see; http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f188/eskimos15/OMG_Oli_Sykes_faints--large-msg-116.jpg). The music was great, however, the stage presence was cool, the audience loved it, and there was nothing wrong with the music or their choice of songs. It's just that they played too few songs for my liking, as it took around an hour only, if they even got to that mark. Loved seeing them though, and it was well worth the money again, even skipping diner with my placement mentor and a bunch of the Dutch interns.
Took a cab home and went to bed after doing some computer stuff and some Fruity Loops.

Tuesday I had to work at 2 again. My lovely evening shift, closing down the restaurant. We had three people to close, so I had some time to work with Pierre, discuss some things for the upcoming busy weeks, and learn a few things about purchasing. I saw the cost of simple products like lids to close our coffee cups, and I realised how much improvement there still is. Will be my dissertation about cost control in usage, storage and purchasing. Closed at 10, got home at 11. Waited for Yatha to get home to rent a car at the airport, but then Marten cancelled our trip to Busch Gardens because he wasn't energetic enough for a day like that. Took a cab home, didn't rent a car as I didn't want to split the costs in three only (and we had a little credit card issue for Yatha).

This morning Marten wanted to go somewhere else instead, rented a car on his own and then came by. The options provided weren't that attractive to me because it was already 1PM, and few of the attractions would close at 4 already, or 6PM. Not my thing to waste money on that, and have the rest of the day gone.
Currently working on something for school, while writing this blog.

Tomorrow I'll be Manager On Duty (MOD) meaning I get to check the entire hotel, eat in the restaurant and welcome people that check in, all in my own suit (no ties, as it's too warm here). Sunday is my next day off, with a blog again.

Hollywood Undead can wait (I didn't upload my videos yet but don't know if I will), so here is She Wants Revenge - Replacements (live);