30.7.09

Dear God....

I've been working the last 7 days, straight. I haven't really gotten a lot of sleep, I've got bags under my eyes and I think I'm still hung over from Vegas, which I still haven't filled you in on the rest. So, let me do that.

After showing up 5 hours late for work, my manager, the a**hole took my phone away during all the shifts and had me and my 3 co-workers on house arrest after work. We couldn't do nothing. All we did was play Uno, there was no alcohol and all we had to eat was leftovers of staff meal, pasta and salad. I mean who plays Uno in Vegas?! It sucked!

Don't get me wrong, though. We did try to escape a couple of times. No wolf gonna keep us sheep in here. We tried everything. Sneaking out, calling the lobby to order us beer. We even tried to call a stripper in. But each time we got close, he was there. Our guard dog, the manager. Suck, sucked suckiest! And here's the breaking point. I get back from Vegas and find that my roommate Kelly shot a nude flick at our place. I can't believe I missed most of that. I mean, I get home and there's women everywhere. All naked, walking around like no one's watching. Well, I was watching, I think one of them liked me. Uh, anyways, gotta keep this G Rated, if you know what I mean. Hehe.

Bottom line, I'm ready for something new.




29.7.09

Haha...

Just checking in folks.

28.7.09

....Back from Vegas-Pass the ketchup!

I am so glad to be back home. I've had a crazy last few days. Its been well, lets say interesting and exhausting. Actually, it fricken SUCKED!!! I wanna quit my job already. I don't like it, its not me and I feel I have something better to offer this world. Where should I start? I mean with my weekend in Vegas.

So, when we last parted I was getting ready to head out, right? Wrong. One of my co-workers brought some alcohol called Absinthe. Its supposed to be this weird, amazing drink from France or something. Rumor has it that some artists such as Picasso or that guy who wrote the Raven, I think, drank this and became highly creative and crazy. Can't remember, my buddy is into this stuff. Anyways, we took shots. It tastes funny and I didn't really like it. But, he kept on giving shots and because I was in Vegas I took 'em. And thats when the night got crazier and crazier. I don't remember exactly, but it went something like this.

HIGHLIGHTS OF WHAT I REMEMBER:

-Walking out of our room and dancing with a cleaning lady
-Asking for a taxi, jumped in the taxi and pissed the driver off. (Apparently, I called him Muslim when he was in fact Russian.)
-Got kicked out of taxi cab and called another one
-Finally got to downtown and went to a strip club. WHY?!
-Lap danced with girl
-Lap danced with 2 girls
-Lap danced with what I thought was a girl, but actually a really fit door guy. Yeah, I got thrown out.
-Headed to casino
-Played slot machines
-Kicked the slot machines
-Won $500 from slot machines
-Back to strip club
-More drinks
-Throw up in bathroom
-Looking for co-workers, they're here somewhere.
-Found co-workers. They were right behind me.

By this time it was 5am in the morning. And the next thing I know is I am sleeping in our Motel 6 room and there's a million ketchup packets around me and I'm covered in ketchup. Then the phone rings and its my manager. He's yelling at me because he was trying to call us for the last 5 hours. What time is it? It was 1pm and we were supposed to be at work by 9am.

Holy moly! I got more...but I'm gonna get back to you. I'm a little exhausted and Kelly my roommate is knocking on my door. Can't he realize that I'm watching Caddyshack one of the best movies ever!

Ahhhh!



24.7.09

Finally in Vegas!!!

Ok, just checked into Motel 6 in Vegas. Me and my co-workers are going to downtown Las Vegas, doing some shots and they're taking me to their old stomping grounds. What stomping grounds are they talking about? I mean all I see here are old men and Mexicans giving away postcards for Gentlemen clubs. I took one, despite of what happened with Kelly a few nights ago. You never know what may happen, the night is still young. Ok, gotta go. We're getting ready to head out. Will fill you in tomorrow at work.

Vegas!!!

So, just an update. I'm headed to Las Vegas for a 3 day catering event. I've never been to Vegas coming from Kansas and all. Some of my pals from work told me they are going to show me around. I'm so excited! I guess catering has its benefits, huh? Gotta go. My stupid manger is doing check in. The last time I used my phone, he kept it until the end of the shift. Bastard! More to come...

22.7.09

Alcohol is Greek for "GET ME SOME DAMN DRINKS!"

I’m back! Boy, do I have some stories for you. But first, had a great day enjoying the sun with one of my buddies. Had some sun tea, not my favorite though. Some weird thing he made up. Anyways, let me tell you what I got going on.

First off, I've been working a bunch this week. Almost 2 gigs a day. If you read my last post, you might of guessed what it was. If you haven't, the job is doing catering. It’s some money coming in right now, while I figure out what I want to do (God knows Kelly my roommate really wants me to get a job. He's a hard ass sometimes but that what makes us work together - a story for another time)

Anyways, one thing about catering is that there are a lot of aspiring actors. In fact too many. The cool thing about all these people is that we always watch each other’s back. For example, I almost got caught eating the buffet food and a co-worker, she's a big girl mind you, hit me on the arm, I re-acted so fast, I spit the bite I had out and it flew back into one of the chaffing dishes. Luckily we just finished setting up and no guest were there yet. Apparently the manager was walking around checking stuff, so she really saved me. Good people.

What was I talking about? Oh yeah, the food. Can you believe some of this food? Its so good. I mean, you try running around for hours serving plates of delicious appetizers just inches from your face. Yeah, you know you’d take a bite too. Bacon-wrapped shrimp and blue cheese, Kobe beef burgers with gouda cheese, heck, even the coffee tastes like gourmet. I dream about this stuff. Other than that, it has its moments – sometimes -- but it’s not the best job around that’s for sure.

So, let me get to the point of this story, about what happened last night: Of course, I got in trouble with my boss, finally. I was waiting for that to catch up. We were setting up for a wedding and there was no booze. A completely dry wedding. Can you believe that? Odd for me – growing up in the Kansas I never needed an excuse to have a good time with my buddies and big events like this, there’s not even a question that there’s going to be drinks. It just is. But not a big deal, I mean, I respect their choice.

Unfortunately, at wedding’s alcohol is what gets the dance floor going. Ask any wedding DJ, the music doesn’t get going until the drinks are flowing. You have the wedding party dancing, the bride and her father are in tears, and everything moves… you know? But, not this time. You could hardly get anyone out on the dance floor. And I was watching the bride, out there with just a small amount of people, looking at all her guests stuck to their chairs and I could just see she was upset. So I put down my serving platter, walked over to the DJ and asked him to play one of my favorite songs “*Freebird*” and I jumped out on the dance floor –

-- and I made a complete fool out of myself!

Of course, I was running around the dance floor too, grabbing girls and getting them to dance with me, then grabbing guys to dance with them. By the time the song was over I had twenty more people out there (it was a long song) and by the time I left the dance floor almost all of the guests had started dancing. I think I saved the party. But apparently my boss had to give me a warning. That’s what I get for having a good time. But, its ok cause I got a good tip from the father of the bride. $50. It pays to go all out sometimes. Ok, so I spent a little bit too much time out there. But, I think I was doing more for that wedding by dancing than serving cheese and crackers.

What do you think?

21.7.09

Headed to work...

So, I just got this new job which I'll tell you about tomorrow. Its something I never thought I'd do, but it pays good money and there's free food. You might guess what it is but I leave it up in the air for right now. Plus, I'm doing a wedding. Who on earth does a wedding on a Tuesday? We in Kansas have weddings on weekends or something. Whatever....

Ok, headed out. Will update you tomorrow!

19.7.09

Need money...

So after that fiasco the other night, I spent some of my savings. Gotta get a job.

18.7.09

I need a girlfriend...

So, you'll never believe this. I didn't get a wink of sleep last night after the strip club. My roommate Kelly, brought home a stripper. One of his friends he says. Damnit that guy. Anyways, all night, no kidding, walls pounding and screaming. I thought there was an exorcism going on. So, I got up out of bed half drunk, knocked on Kelly's room to tell him to SHUT UP and this lady walks out with a whip and a dominatrix outfit. I almost pooped in my pants. She told me that I was next if I didn't leave.

What do you say to that? I know what I would say now. That's the last time I go to strip club with Kelly. Or at all. Gotta go get some Captain Crunch at Ralphs.


17.7.09

Trying to blog at the strip club. Is it working?
My roommate Kelly wants to go to strip clubs. We're headed to the Ralph's to get singles. Oh yeah!

Testing...

Testing 1,2,3. Is this thing on? Just getting used to this peeps. Kansas was so much simpler. Beer, horses and Grey's Anatomy. I miss it. Anyone know how I can feel more at home in Los Angeles? Sure my roommate Kelly will know what to do when he gets home from work.

13.7.09

Just got this site up....

Hey guys. Just got this site up. What do you think? It was definitely more difficult than I thought. One of those things where you say “I should do this” and you get really excited and then two months later you’re looking at a half-done project laying on your coffee table. But those days are over… cause I made it!

So, without further adieu here is my first post. It's to let everyone know a little something about me. It’s kind of a big deal, though, because I made a promise to myself recently that if I started something I’d see it through to the end. Start what you finish, that kind of thing. I just have a feeling I’m letting too many promises to myself go without any effort.

So, if I’m going to start this blog I have to see it through. Of course, you’re reading this right now. I’ve already typed it. So I guess we both know how I made up my mind.

So….. a little bit about me: I’m Scot Su. I grew up in Kansas. When I was young – very young – I wanted to be a country and western star, wear a cowboy hat, play a guitar and own a mustang, the horse, not the car. My mother got me a little, red cowboy hat from the Salvation Army and I used to wear it every day, even when I was taking a bath. Embarrassing I know, but I was a determined kid. I wanted to be a musician and that red hat was the first step to my goals. Of course, later… much later than I want to admit, I realized that I would have to sing and that kind of blew the whole deal. Then I moved on to sports. But, I still remember my dedication and that hat.

Alright, I’ve just started and I think I may have shared too much already. I’m going to go see if there’s any cereal left or if my roommate has eaten it all.