Ok so story time. (will end on cliffhangers maybe since I have to sleep at some point)
21st birthday. I got invited. 12-hour bus ride away (7 and a half drive without stopping in a car) but the bus also had stops to make so it wasn't so bad. Had stuff to eat and I managed to snag a seat that was $10 extra each way so I had my phone and a charger for music and books, it reclined and no one was next to me... It was chill.
Fast forward to the end of the bus ride. (which was late, so instead of being there at 6:30 pm, I step off at about 7:45 pm)
I google maps the place and it's on the riverside. I think that's pretty neat.
I work out the bus rides I need (the trains were down from the earthquake) and the two buses I need to take total the ride from the city to the kinda countryside area would be about another hour.
Good times, Bus driver drops me off closer than the actual stop since I was the last one on and he had to turn around and there wasn't anywhere near so he was going that way anyway.
Walked down a path with dim lighting, which split into forks about 5 times in about something like 750 meters. Had google maps on my phone so it didn't take long. Got to the point on the map and went. "This is just gravel, where the fuck is the place"
Turns out that googling it gave me a different address than the one that facebook linked too. Nice, how far away? 45 min walk. Back into the city.
Sick.
I needed to find a road so I could get an uber, cause fuck walking after all the walking I'd done already. I needed a drink.
Get an Uber and he's a chill dude. He does the midnight shift by choice cause he gets tips from drunk people and it's nice to blast music.
Get there at about 10 pm. Being late to a party was never rewarded so well.
Had a few ciders with the birthday girls parents, (everyone else was more or less going home) and some other people I knew from fencing. Got introduced to some people that didn't do fencing and brought some life to a dying party. I quite enjoy my random flukes at being funny when put on the spot y'know?
Anyway, people are planning to go to town, ends up being 5 of us. I knew the birthday girl and one dude who is also a fencer. I didn't talk to him very often but I knew he was an alright dude normally and without his idiotic friends he's someone I'd gladly chill out with. He also smokes when he's drinking so +1 for him.
After last call, I got a Johnnie Walker (Black label of course), cause the bartender liked me and the dude, went and got cigs from the gas station across the road and then sat down on the steps outside the bar waiting for the others.
Eventually, they came out and I lost about 4 cigs to hands that came outta nowhere. Then we all packing in the van to the city and went to town. Was a typical town night. Except did you know that in Wellington there are no surcharges to actually fucking enter? God damn, going to town in Auckland is like a lucky dip. Pick a bar and pray it's worth the fee even without buying any drinks. Wellington, you just walk in and party. Super jealous tbH >__<.
Went home at uuuuuuh, 3 am? I went to the 24-hour Maccas across from the train station so I could at least have a slight chance of not sleeping before the bus arrived and I missed it.
During the 4 hours in Maccas, I got a free burger, got a checkout girls number, and watched a crazy guy attack the wall with advertisements on it and then try to climb the room divider things between the ordering and seating areas. (think of the fancy ass half walls in places, got slots or squares in them n shit. Just for looks.)
Sat, Laid down, kneeled, idk what else I did but the position was comfortable, on the chair and got a few winks. Had my phone on vibrate for every 15 mins so I didn't properly sleep. Got some food at about 5 to make sure I didn't sleep and chatted to the checkout girl while she did nothing but look pretty. Got the free burger from the manager since I didn't throw up on the floor or yell at them even though it was super early and it was obvious I'd been drinking a little bit I hadn't had too much and wasn't being a cunt. Note: I like pickles now, this was new information to me.
Crazy dude came in at about 6-6:15 and first impression was that he was either drunk or on something rough. Turns out it was neither, he was just nuts. He bought some food and waited for it. When it was delivered he didn't acknowledge it. (His head was down in his arms, leaning on the table) The guy (probably a manager, he was the boss of the place at the time and afaik they don't let non-managers command the business centre at that kinda time) put it next to him and he definitely heard him do it, plus the contact on his arm. The manager made eyecontact with me in that kinda "wtf" way and then shook his shoulder and said "hey mate?".
The dude started up and just went "the fuck?" and then saw his food and just went "oh right". Manager just shrugged and went back to work. Crazy dude didn't really eat his food, instead he just tore the bag open and put his drink pretty much a full arms length away.
~TBC~