
A few weeks ago Mr. Industry invited me to an Angels game, just the two of us, and things seemed to go pretty well! So, the following week when he invited me to his birthday at the JW Marriott in Palm Desert, I accepted the offer and was going to roll solo, after all I am a grown up! I found out that Miss Communication was going with her boyfriend, and we could all ride down there together, bonus! Saturday morning consisted of a late start, traffic, gas stop, and a pretty bad hangover from doing vodka shots the night before, but I was still game and down to have some fun!
Mr. Industry and his entourage got there around 11ish, and we arrived at 2:00pm - Mr. Industry had his/our room key waiting for me at the front desk, (nice/thoughtful) So, we went to change and then strolled down to the pool. Holy shit, there was a couple hundred people at this pool!! I almost felt like I was at a party pool in Vegas for a second!
I walked to the edge of the pool to give Mr. Industry a hug and as I bend over he tries to pull me in to the water... not forcefully, but not exactly the warm welcome I had wished for! He was obviously pretty drunk! Immediately I say "I need a drink" actually, I'm not sure if I said that first or looked at Miss Communications boyfriend and said " I need to catch up!" Since it was HSB out, I got in the water right away but made sure not getting the hair wet since I had just blown it out and didn't want to re-do it before going out at night.
The waitress comes and I order a margarita - stat! At this point, Mr. Industry is whispering with his 'shes like a sister' and since she has no name, we will call her DaRat. So DaRat starts asking me in her annoying voice "What did you get to drink?" me: "A margarita" Rat: "like Patron, Don Julio?" me: "Just a regular one" Then I hear DaRat say "She hates me."
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?
Then I have to explain, " I don't hate you, I am hungover, exhausted from a 2 hour drive, and I just need a drink." Then this little DaRat says, "He's like my brother, he can kick your ass or I can kick your ass!" Wait, who is this Rat? WHERE THE FUCK IS MY DRINK!!!!

My drink comes, and I'm chillin in a lounge chair, instantly feeling better, gosh I love tequila! So, Mr. Industry and I are chatting while he is in the pool and I asked him something unimportant. He said he couldn't' hear me, so I repeat myself... he still can't hear me... so what does he do? He grabs my lounge chair and pulls it to the edge of the pool almost in the water! WTF, do you know how loud those chairs are when they are scraping on the cement?!? Out of the 200 peeps in the pool, I would say about 50 heard and started looking to see what was going on. Then he lifts my chair up and takes 2 steps back in the water and is holding me hostage on the lounge chair in the water!!!!!! At this point, the 50 peeps that heard, have now tapped their friends, started pointing and laughing - so now I would say at least half of this pool is staring and watching us!!
Me: Put me back now.
Him: What did you say?
Me: put me back NOW
Him: No... what did you say?
Me: Honestly, I'm so embarrassed I can't even remember.
Him: Nope, tell me!
Me: Put me back! You are NOT going to win this one!
Him: Tell me first.
* I'm still held hostage and even more people are looking! I'm DYING of embarrassment! Who am I dealing with??? *
Me: ONE....TWO...
I got to TWO and thought, this is not my 4 year old daughter! This is a 37 year old grown man! If I get to THREE and I'm still being held over the water, am I REALLY gonna give him a TIMEOUT???? At this point he realizes I'm pissed, so he brings me out of the water, and then puts the lounge chair down and shoves it back into place?!?!? AS IF this is all MY FAULT!
The next few hours consisted of him following me around like a puppy dog - but not the cute little dog that you want to take home, but the scroungy mutt that you want to kick. At one point his friend said "Geez, You are acting like a momma bear, and she is your cub!" If I talked to someone, he splashed them, whether they were male or female! He kept saying " I like you alot" finally I said, " I KNOW...but you really need to tone it down." I rarely get embarrassed, but it slowly lead into being pissed. I mean here I was in Palm Springs at this awesome hotel and wishing I never came! Not only was I leaving my daughter, but I was paying someone to work my store! What a WASTE of my time and my money!!!!!!! Thank God, Miss Communication came! She was nice enough to let me stay with her and her boyfriend in their room... I was the third wheel! Um, I'm going to need a Rollaway, please. It's official I'm a hostage in the desert!
As hours went by we got ready to go to the night club, Mr. Industry was "sick" in his room, poor baby - NOT!!! His Boy starts talking to me and trying to make excuses as to why he was the way he was... blah, blah. Tells me that this was a trip that he put together because he just got dumped by his GF. So, NO ONE was there for Mr. Industry's birthday but ME?? Even though his b-day was the next week, this was NOT his party, what a little slime ball! I think it was his way of getting me to go! I was duped!
The beast finally comes down to the hotel bar, and honestly I just didn't want to deal with him...plus there were groups of hot dudes at the hotel for bachelor parties, and here I was dealing with THIS? Then he asks me what happened which I just blow off. But he keeps asking...
Me: What do YOU think happened?
Him: I have no clue, you came, were at the pool for 10 minutes, said I was an asshole and left?
Me: Yeah, I was there for over 3 hours and told you to 'tone it down'
* Now, he pulls up a chair even CLOSER to me and puts his arm around me??
Like, HELLO??? Do you not see that I'm annoyed?
Then he says "Tell me what I need to change"
Me: Nothing.
Him: Well, if it offends you then I need to change it.
Me: You are a grown man, and you should do whatever you want to do and I decide whether or not I want to be around it.
Dude, Bro, Sir, Mr. YOU are a MAN... it's like the annoying stray dog has turned into a giant pussy?? FYI this guy is WELL over 6 feet tall and like 4x my 5"4 size and he's acting like this!
Needless to say, we all went to the club in the hotel where I avoided him until I was over it and literally SNUCK out of the club. I didn't say goodbye, and didn't think he even deserved it.
But forget about what he deserves...what do I deserve?????
And why am I putting myself in situations like this?
