Tag: Wouch

The Skellig is a Pub

Ashli Michelle January 23, 2016 0 Comments
After being told we were meeting loads of people at The Skellig for brunch, I quickly asked Google what to expect. Google promised skellig is some kind of rock from the sea. Three extra minutes of deeper detective work uncovered that skelligs are actually a group of rocks near Ireland. Pubs and Ireland go together, so The Skellig is a sensible pub name. This is how I feel, so it must be true....

Evite Probably Hurts Every Host’s Feelings

Ashli Michelle January 3, 2016 0 Comments
How is anyone supposed to feel excited about a party when Evite controls every single bit of party happiness? This week is the first time I've experienced the sadness of Evite. Sure, people have sent an invitation here and there over the years, but never have I been the one waiting for none other than... a reply. Waiting is all a person can do once they hit send on an Evite invitation. Evite...

My Nurse Was in the Weeds Today

Ashli Michelle October 29, 2014 0 Comments
It was really weird today when we were sitting in the infusion room waiting to begin chemo. After seeing my nurse running around busy I said, "Great. My nurse is in the weeds." My husband quickly said, "The nurse is not your server." Being in the weeds doesn't only happen to a service industry worker. I quickly told my husband he must be below average upset because he never waited tables. To...

Forced Red Lobster Lunching: It’s Just Not Right

Ashli Michelle October 11, 2014 0 Comments
While Red Lobster has frightened earthlings since the beginning of existence, I proved this to be a massive myth today when I did not refuse to have lunch at Red Lobster. Was I shaking after finding out other people picked Red Lobster for lunch? Yes. Did my brain feel swift circles of brain confusion? Of course. I could have escaped having lunch at Red Lobster, which can only mean I'm none...

Campisi’s Service Sucked Tonight

Ashli Michelle June 8, 2014 0 Comments
Darkness is wonderful at times and inside Campisi's is really dark. I'd been asked to have dinner there almost three times since living in Dallas and had the nerve to say no way each and every time. Was there a reason? Validity of some sort? Absolutely not. I'm pretty sure the drive-by glance of the parking lot had everything to do with my nonsense answer of no, which was horribly unjust. I...