September 23rd, 2005 (08:13 pm)
current mood: calm
current song: Frankenstien by edgar Winter Group
Yesterday was the craziest day. I didn't get to the bar until 10:00 (I'm supposed to be there at 9:00). Paul didn't come with me, for one thing. So I walked in there by myself, late, just happy to be there but sad to leave paul at home alone. I had no clue as to what I was planning, But at least I was gonna be there with the rest of my band in our so called "Predicament". Paul's reason was completely reasonable for not coming, He made the right choice in staying home. I could have made it on time but I couldn't just leave paul there not knowing how I had got there or knowing that I just left him without knowing if he was okay. Finally, he came downstairs and told me that it was okay if I went without him. Then he called and arranged a ride for me.
While I was walking in the bar I was frustrated, Not Only because I was late but also because I spent a couple of hours waiting and having no clue what was going on. I shrugged off a few people's Questions and hello's as I hurried into the bar. I was extremely relieved when I walked in to see Will, One of our old drummers up on stage with the rest of my band. They where very fittingly playing a song that asked a Question I Had been asking my self for the last while, It was a song by "Four Non Blonds" called "whats going on?".
So I pulled my bass and cord out of my case and got on stage, the whole time I felt like crying. Even while we were playing songs I was trying not to cry. All I could think about was how it must be for paul sitting at home alone knowing that there was nothing he could do but sit there. Not that he wanted to leave us Hanging, In fact he probably hated that more than just about anything. Still it was the right thing to do and none of us in the band resented or even thought twice about it.
When we finished our set, I looked on my phone and noticed that he had called me while we where playing. So I called him back and he said that everything was fine now, that it was all worked out and better, And also that he wanted me to come and get him.
So I got a ride back home, and shortly after arrived back at the bar feeling quite a bit better knowing that everything was now okay.
Shortly after we got up on stage with a friend of ours and where feeling much better jamming on some "Gorrilaz" and some slightly altered "White Stripes". But that wasn't the end of the nights strangeness.
When the night was almost over chris (our rhythm guitarist) came over to me and told me that our singer (Kidd) left angry while talking to the doorman and a friend. It turned out that the bartender pretty much chewed out a friend of ours for ordering water and never leaving a tip. She got really personal and went a little over board criticizing him for not having a job and so forth. As if that wasn't bad enough for the guy, when he went outside the doorman had apparently taken up the side of the bartender and also started to yell at him. Kidd was there and got into an argument sticking up for him. Apparently the doorman got angry and yelled "if you don't like it you can Leave" (or something to that effect), So she did leave.
This all happened at the very end of the night, I was told that she had left just before the last song (witch I was playing on), so I didn't have time to try to find out what was going on.
Anyways, To Make an already condensed long story short; She came back, The doorman apologized, Pissed her off again, She went to leave, I asked her not to, so she didn't. Even after that I kind of got into another argument with the doorman. we both apologized to each other and every body left on good terms.
I have to say, for fairness of the story, that the doorman is a good guy and he is also a good friend. It's just that sometimes when the bar has an issue (seeing that he's the doorman) It's his job to take it up. This isn't always conducive to keeping peace with your friends when sometimes you have to confront them on behalf of someone else.
Every one ended up discussing everything with everyone (including the bartender) and we're all pretty much on good terms.
You can definitely understand it from the bartenders perspective too. Bar tending is a trying job, especially if your not being tipped well and your in debt. Not to go into it too much, I just want you to understand that these are all good hearted people and on this night their frustrations got the better of them, As they do to everyone sometimes.
So as we left Joking with our friends and feeling much better about everything I realized that it must have been a strange night not only for us but also for a lot of other people that where involved in all of these ordeals.
So you can imagine that is was also strange when we arrived at miejers, that the door was open on the opposite end of the store. That the cashier said that someone just ran out with groceries earlier. And when we said that the day had been strange for us a customer that had been standing there talking to the cashier said "You think you've had a strange day?!" and left, Implying that she too had a strange day.
I also want to say that jam night is usually a blast, It was still pretty fun in spite of every thing.