This weekend sucked. Started off having to leave town friday to wire up a vacation home on saturday that was 3.5 hours away. Just before leaving late Friday, my dog who has been sick but as shown signs of improvement since Thanksgiving, peed blood with clots in it in the house. Thought to be UTI from the meds.
So I clean up the house and get to the hotel after midnight. Wake up and call for to see where to go for the complimentary continental breakfast and they tell use the Bistro by the casino. We head over and they servers look at us like we're idiots, give us attitude and say how they've worked there 4 years and never heard of such a thing.
The Cook comes out and asks us, we explain and I even show where on our reservation is shows complimentary breakfast. At this point I don't give a crap about the money, just irritates me how they are treating us. We show him our room keys and he agrees to give us the $3.33 special. I say thank you and we sit down.
awhile later another hotel manager comes by to get more info from us and wants to see our room keys again. He's very friendly but I'm more irritated now, as if he couldn't just ask the damn cook. He THEN gets our order started which we thought was already on its way.
Food comes out and its pretty blah, a little cold, whatever. 2 of us eat, the 3rd guy decided to pass.
We work all day and get the house finished up in the dark, but all done. My wife calls as we are leaving ready to get some dinner and tells me to come straight home cuz rufus isn't doing well.
An hour later she calls me and she's balling, telling me that she thinks he's dying as he just had a small seizure and isn't reacting to her. then suddenly he has another one and he dies in her arms and she tells me he's stopped breathing. I can still hear her crying his name. We've had him almost as long as we've been together, just over 11 years.
I get home around 10:30 pm, say good bye to my best friend and we do what we have to.
Wake up feeling like hell in the middle of the night. Turns out me and the guy that ate breakfast both spend the entire day in gut wrenching pain and nearly certain that it was food poisoning. We and the 3rd guy ate all the same food all day except for the breakfast which he skipped on.
I've had food poisoning before, but this was the worst ever. Plus being sore from a hard day of work then spending the entire day in bed just made it worse. Today was like a hangover from being sick all day yesterday.
