I Just Got Home From My Sister's Wedding

[Hef]

It was a very long and tiring trip. I am glad to be back here, in the peace and quiet of my own home.

So, here's what happened.

On Thursday, Gina and I drove to Charleston Airport, where we found out that our 2:38 flight to Dulles had not left the tarmac at Dulles when we were checking in at 1PM. There was no way it would be on time. United Airlines put us on a 7PM US Air flight. The Wellbutrin in my brain is what must have kept me from tearing into the ticket agents. Gina was proud of me for being nice to them.

We decided to go eat lunch downtown and then go to the aquarium. We had fun.

We got in to Manchester, NH at midnight, arriving at our hotel room at 1AM. We stayed at the Crown Plaza, so that was nice. We had an entire floor for my family, another for the groom's family, and the presidential suite for the bridal party. Rock n' roll.

We slept in on Friday, which we both desperately needed. We had some morning sex, then ate lunch at the hotel restaurant. We relaxed all afternoon in our room.

We met up in the hallways with my family, all of whom seemed reasonably nice. We got dressed up and went to the rehearsal, which went quickly, and then headed to Fratello's for the rehearsal dinner. All was well, until I called the restaurant and was informed that we had some unhappy customers and dinner was getting screwed up. I was not happy.

I managed to get my mood under control, at least enough to not look pissed off all through dinner. We ate, and I must comment that the food was good, the presentation and service was great, and my sister made some good selections for dinner and apps. We moved on to giftgiving and a slideshow.

I liked the slideshow, despite the Red Sox shirts worn throughout. Oh well, somebody's got to root for the other team, right? They showed a bunch of pictures from us growing up, a few of them being my sister and I. I got a little choked up, but I didn't show anybody. I guess I'm pretty important to my sister.

After dinner was over, we went back to the hotel. My mother, grandmother, siblings, uncle, and cousins went to the bar. I didn't drink, but I knew Gina wanted to, so we hung out for a while. Mom and grandma left early, and the rest of us closed it down.

While we were at the bar, my brother came right out and asked me if I brought my pistol. This came about during a discussion he brought up with myself and our cousin about my holding 3 pistol permits. I told him that I left my weapon at home, but even if I did bring it, he wouldn't be able to tell. I wasn't carrying it at the time, and I was thoroughly enjoying the puzzled look on his face as he tried to figure out where the holster was hidden while looking me over.

That was the one and only time my firearms were ever brought up. Nobody else asked, and I stayed away from any political discussions during the course of the trip. I think that was a good move. Gina was proud of me for biting my tongue.

The wedding was very nice. It was held in the college abbey, which looked like a massive brick cathedral inside. My sister had a kickass offwhite gown with a champagne sash and crystals, and a crystal-laced veil. The ceremony included a Catholic Mass, which I did not participate in. My only moment of defiance and dissent was declaring (quietly to my GF and mother) that I am NOT Catholic, and I will NOT be kneeling for ANYONE. I kept my non-Catholic ass parked on the pew when everyone else knelt and prayed. Nothing further was said.

The reception was a giant PITA to find. I drove in a big circle, because the directions sucked. Whoever wrote them ought to be slapped. I found it, but Gina, my brother, and I were an hour late. We made it just in time to get our food orders in.

Gina and I both had the filet. It was awesome. Very nice cut, marbled, cooked perfectly. It was about 9-10 oz., and was served with seasoned, roasted new potatoes and steamed veggies. The salad was typical wedding fare, but it had a kickass ranch-dill dressing that I'd like to copy for my own menu. The cake was a vanilla-chocolate marble cake with one of the best butter-cream frostings I've ever tasted. My sister and I might butt heads on politics, but on food we can agree.

My GF and my cousin danced and drank together. My GF told me that my cousin is hot and she'd do her, but I told her that I couldn't watch that. She's my first cousin, so that's kinda gross, even though she is hot.

The after-reception stuff is the usual - everybody is drunk, somebody disappears and is later found in the hotel bar, lots of noise, hotel security is called, etc. Gina and I hung out for a little while, then tossed my family out of the room. An hour later, I heard my cousin (same one from previous paragraph) getting nailed in the room next to us. I heard her scream some stuff that I wish I didn't. Talk about uncomfortable weirdness.

The next morning, Sunday, I got up and ate the buffet breakfast with my family, while Gina slept late. My brother got wasted on JD and couldn't get his ass out of bed at noon. I sent my nephews up to make lots of noise and jump on him.

Gina and I hit the mall to kill a few hours before our flight. When we arrived at Manchester Airport, there was a line of 50+ people waiting to check in at United. Being that I had a firearm, I took the advice of a TSA agent from a previous trip and bypassed everyone. I marched up to the First Class Check-in and declared my weapon.

Talk about speedy service. For this reason alone it's good to bring a gun to an airport. This was the first time Gina was happy to see me displaying a gun in public. The other passengers didn't like it, but I don't give a shit. I saved an hour wait.

Our 7PM flight was delayed until 10PM due to weather. That sucked, but what sucked worse was our 10PM flight from Dulles was delayed until 2:45AM. We didn't get in to Charleston until 5AM, only to discover that United lost our luggage.

I was IRATE. I went off on United for losing our luggage. I told them that they better find my goddamn luggage, because my gun is in one of my bags, and if it gets stolen and used to shoot somebody, I will be hauling United Airlines into court with me when I get sued. United got to work pronto.

They found our bags in Manchester, because the bag handlers didn't bother to load all the luggage before we took off. I was pissed, but United did manage find our bags and get them delivered to our door by 11:45AM.

I spent an hour and a half afterwards reaming the customer service agent, his supervisor, and the manager over the phone. They gave me $400 in travel certificates to fly with them again. I took it, because I was tired of yelling into the phone.

Now we're doing laundry and getting ready to go back to work.

[APRILRAZZ]

I am glad you guys had some time to relax. You sound like you needed it.

[ABQ-TJ]

pics of hot cousin.

[Hef]

Originally Posted by APRILRAZZ

I am glad you guys had some time to relax. You sound like you needed it.

In a bad way. Thanks for calling.

[rockota]

lots of words... cliff's notes?

[irjpr]

Originally Posted by rockota

lots of words... cliff's notes?

A good time was had by all. Hef totally could have left the gun at home and still had a good time (shootout at the OK corral did not take place) Just bustin your balls man.

The gun did score him a quicker check in at the ticket counter though.

United lost his shit (go figure).

[Hef]

Originally Posted by rockota

lots of words... cliff's notes?

My brother asked if I brought a gun and I lied. Nobody else asked.

My GF said my younger female cousin is hot.

We ate large filets.

My brother got drunk on JD.

United Airlines delayed us 5 hours and lost our luggage, including my weapon.

I yelled at United Airlines and got my luggage located and shipped from NH to SC in less than 6 hours. I yelled for 90 minutes more and got $400 in free air travel from them.

[Paul Gagnon]

Excellent! Sounds like you had a lot of fun and added some great new memories. :thumbsup:

[Hef]

Originally Posted by Paul Gagnon

Excellent! Sounds like you had a lot of fun and added some great new memories. :thumbsup:

Best of all, I learned how to totally skip the long lines at the airport! I can now arrive late for my flights out with confidence!

[NERVEman]

nice recap

[whistle pig]

Originally Posted by ABQ-TJ

pics of hot cousin.

X2! And what was she screaming? Just cause you didn't want to hear it doesn't mean we don't.

[Haole]

Originally Posted by Hef

Best of all, I learned how to totally skip the long lines at the airport! I can now arrive late for my flights out with confidence!

That was the most important thing posted.

[Chister]

Originally Posted by Hef

On Thursday, Gina and I drove to Charleston Airport, where we found out that our 2:38 flight to Dulles had not left the tarmac at Dulles when we were checking in at 1PM. There was no way it would be on time. United Airlines put us on a 7PM US Air flight. The Wellbutrin in my brain is what must have kept me from tearing into the ticket agents. Gina was proud of me for being nice to them.

Hef.. Great story.
Photos of hot cousin are a must.

As far as the above quoted paragraph... Fuck you.
You act as if it is the ticket agents fault that the plane is delayed. EVERYONE always acts as if it is the ticket agents fault. IT IS NOT THEIR FAULT. IT IS NOT THE BAGGAGE GUYS FAULT. IT IS NOT THE GATE AGENTS FAULT. You are blaming them for something that is entirely out of their control and could ultimately have started at 6:00 that morning.

Remember, I used to work for AA as ticket agent, ramp agent, freight agent, baggage agent, and everything else agent. 99% of the shit I got yelled at, assaulted, slapped, punched, and otherwise manhandled for... was NOT my fault... and about 50% of the time, it wasn't even the fault of AA.. it was the fault of some other airline.

[Drunk tank]

Sorry bout your cousin..... I told her she should of worn the ball gag

[irjpr]

Originally Posted by Drunk tank

Sorry bout your cousin..... I told her she should of worn the ball gag

I think his cousin is older than 13. You must be thinking of someone else.

[skulltoy]

Originally Posted by rockota

lots of words... cliff's notes?

Sounds like someone has an anger management problem...

Originally Posted by Hef

The Wellbutrin in my brain is what must have kept me from tearing into the ticket agents.

Originally Posted by Hef

I was not happy.

Originally Posted by Hef

I managed to get my mood under control, at least enough to not look pissed off all through dinner.

Originally Posted by Hef

I got a little choked up

Originally Posted by Hef

My only moment of defiance and dissent

Originally Posted by Hef

Whoever wrote them ought to be slapped.

Originally Posted by Hef

My sister and I might butt heads

Originally Posted by Hef

I was IRATE.

Originally Posted by Hef

I went off on United

Originally Posted by Hef

I told them that they better find my goddamn luggage

Originally Posted by Hef

I spent an hour and a half afterwards reaming the customer service agent, his supervisor, and the manager over the phone.

Originally Posted by Hef

I was tired of yelling into the phone.

[1bgdog]

Glad he had his gun.

[Joe_W]

Originally Posted by Hef

My brother asked if I brought a gun and I lied. Nobody else asked.

You did not lie, the gun was at your hotel room which, at that moment, was "back home"

[Co Pilot]

See???
can we all say *I told you so* now??





Arent you glad you were there for your sister now?? AND.. despite all the airline mess/flight delays/lost luggage, glad you had a good time??

[rusted]

You've got a lot of strength and character. I'm glad you got away and to the wedding.

[tacoma73]

ahh, fuck it, this thread is GAY AS HELL

1. no shootouts, in Manchvegas NH even, which could really use a good shootout.
2. OOOOOHHHHH Heffy got all chooookkkkkeeed uuuuu--uuu---- UP! That's just sissy right there, fella.
3. 90 minutes of bitching for a measly $400 in free travel? Pffft. I got $500 AND a refund on the flight they fucked up, in less than 15minutes. You bring the suck!


That is all!!!













JUST KIDDING! Sounds like a reasonably good time was had by all. Family is nice to have around, glad no one was fighting.

[0ILBURNER]

So were you carrying or did you leave it in the hotel room?

Ditto on hot cousin pics, SHAME for no pics of GF & said cousin dancing.
What were you thinking, man??

[Pazuzu]

Originally Posted by Hef

Best of all, I learned how to totally skip the long lines at the airport! I can now arrive late for my flights out with confidence!

You get to the front of the line faster if the gun is brandished and not in a case

I thought that's why you gun people carry? To get better, faster service everywhere.

[CJ Lagos]

Originally Posted by Hef

The Wellbutrin in my brain is what must have kept me from tearing into the ticket agents. Gina was proud of me for being nice to them.

All was well, until I called the restaurant and was informed that we had some unhappy customers and dinner was getting screwed up. I was not happy. I managed to get my mood under control, at least enough to not look pissed off all through dinner.

I got a little choked up, but I didn't show anybody. I guess I'm pretty important to my sister.

I was thoroughly enjoying the puzzled look on his face as he tried to figure out where the holster was hidden while looking me over.

The ceremony included a Catholic Mass, which I did not participate in. My only moment of defiance and dissent was declaring (quietly to my GF and mother) that I am NOT Catholic, and I will NOT be kneeling for ANYONE. I kept my non-Catholic ass parked on the pew when everyone else knelt and prayed. Nothing further was said.

The reception was a giant PITA to find. I drove in a big circle, because the directions sucked. Whoever wrote them ought to be slapped. I found it, but Gina, my brother, and I were an hour late.

The other passengers didn't like it, but I don't give a shit. I saved an hour wait.

I was IRATE. I went off on United for losing our luggage. I told them that they better find my goddamn luggage, because my gun is in one of my bags, and if it gets stolen and used to shoot somebody, I will be hauling United Airlines into court with me when I get sued. United got to work pronto.

I was pissed, but United did manage find our bags and get them delivered to our door by 11:45AM.

I spent an hour and a half afterwards reaming the customer service agent, his supervisor, and the manager over the phone. They gave me $400 in travel certificates to fly with them again. I took it, because I was tired of yelling into the phone.

Do you see a recurring theme here? If not, it's that you're a complete total a@#% hole that hates the world!

Use that piece on yourself and save everybody the agony of being anywhere near you. You missed the point of life, it's not ALL about you.

[brector]

Originally Posted by CJ Lagos

Do you see a recurring theme here? If not, it's that you're a complete total a@#% hole that hates the world!

Use that piece on yourself and save everybody the agony of being anywhere near you. You missed the point of life, it's not ALL about you.

No fucking shit man