Wednesday, March 28, 2007

APPROPRIATE....OR IMMATURE?

October 12th was here, the Saturday of the Bar Mitzvah. My whole family all reserved rooms at the Copley Fairmont, since we’d all be sure to be a little tipsy after party and all the kiddies, and probably the married adults, would be soundly tucked into their beds. So, Alex, Jordan, Colby, and I had made certain to discuss our “after party” plans, and all agreed that as soon as the clock struck Midnight and the cake was served, we’d hit the “open” bar for one last drink, say our good-byes, mosey on out in our black tie outfits, and hit a club for last call!

However, being that I had Colby, and Alex we knew wanted Jordan, when his drunken mouth started slurring, “Oh man, I can’t wait to see Adrienne, this hot waitress I met last weekend,” the tension was as thick as Aunt Emma’s braided challah. Now, most people know that if you go to a lavish affair with a date, it’s rude to “ditch” that person before attending the family brunch the next morning. After all, it’s just one night! Instead of thinking about your own wants and needs, sometimes you have to know how to forget about your dick and just make sure to do the right thing and put the other person first.

We end up at Sugar, although after hearing about Jordan’s potential post-party hook-up, my sister was “fit to be tied.” We step out of the car, and man did she let him have it! We hardly survived one drink at Sugar when the fighting between her and Jordan escalated, and the four of us quickly ended up back in a cab straight to the Copley Fairmont.

“I can’t believe that after such a nice evening you can even think to treat me like this; are you serious, Jordan? Did your parents bring you up this way, being disrespectful and RUDE?” I look at Colby and wince, uh oh, here she goes in full force; Jordan is in for an ear full!
“I can’t believe after such an entertaining, fun, and great evening, you had the audacity to pull this shit! What the hell were you thinking with some waitress bimbo?” Alex let out one of her “I can’t believe what an ass you are” sighs.
“I mean, do what you want when you’re alone, but with me, and my sister, and Colby there? Are you SERIOUS?”

“I’m so sorry Alex. I really am. “I wasn’t thinking.”
“Jordan, you NEVER think, that’s your PROBLEM.”
“We aren’t a couple, and I didn’t know it was going to upset you like this.”
“Sorry? PLEASE Jordan, GROW the FUCK UP.”

The cab finally approached the hotel; it was the shortest ride and then again felt like it took forever! Colby and I just kept looking at each other and rolling our eyes, knowing that my sister had a point. Think about it, you ask someone to accompany you to a family event, spend the whole night with her family, sister, and her sister’s boyfriend, and as soon as it’s over, you act like a complete asshole and pretend for it to just be another night of you and your immature behavior…..Really, even Colby felt Jordan was being a dick and doing the wrong thing. Drunk or not, he should’ve had enough respect for Alex, as a FRIEND, and realized he was there to hang and be with her for the entire night, whether at the hotel party or after. It’s not like Alex was saying she wanted to “date” him or even “hook up” with him. Okay, maybe she was thinking and hoping, but all she really wanted was for her date to actually be a gentleman and finish the night as planned, with her, instead of having to bring in a 5th wheel--the waitress--last minute because he was horny and drunk! Is getting your drunken self some action more important than being a true FRIEND and doing the right thing?

Well, back in the lobby, I said my good nights to Alex and Jordan, and we went our separate ways back to our rooms, and beds. Colby and I took bets; will they keep arguing until one or each other passes out? Will they stop speaking and maybe smoke a joint, get the munchies, order room service, and then pass out? Or, will they keep going at it while sparking a J, order $20 over priced burgers from room service, say their piece, try to pass out, but hook up instead, maybe even realizing neither thought to bring a condom? Well, guess our minds would have to wonder until the eleven a.m. brunch! Man did Colby and I wish we were flies on the wall. Oh well, we went to our room and chose to forget about them and start focusing back on us!

However, many women and men, when asked to attend an event, sometimes have the hope of a private little after-part for two to finish out the evening. Maybe this “hidden agenda” is not on the mind of both parties, but like Alex and Jordan, when you sign yourself up to be someone’s date, the polite things to do is act appropriately, like a gentleman (or a lady)! Whether or not you may have wanted more, at least have enough respect for whom you came with to be their SOLE date for the duration of the evening! Oftentimes, when people drink, events and expectations become exaggerated. But no matter how intoxicated you may get, you should always remember being respectful and not always putting yourself first is the proper thing to do. Thinking back, how many countless evenings was something wrong said, or done? As a Maven and woman, I can say Grey Goose can sometimes have a weird after effect if something or someone is to set you off. My advice for the women: start drinking champagne, and for you men, stop drinking 10 Gooses on the rocks, and instead try watering them down with some tonic or soda!

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