Two Worst Trips Ever

[george95]

Posted: 4/13/08 at 11:00pm

Well some of you may have read my SA review last week and how I mentioned my annoying friend who was with me. I am still not over the experience so I'm going to use this board as a way to vent. Read on if you like......

7 years ago, this guy, we'll call him Devon, was in City Year with me. (City Year is a national youth service organization--cityyear.org)
Anyway, in February 2001, I was applying to graduate schools, and I had to schedule an interview at Seton Hall. Devon said that he had a friend who was withdrawing from the Juillard School in NYC. She needed to get out there and clear out her dormroom. So he was like "hey why dont we take a road trip to NY and you could do your interview, and we could help her take some of her stuff back?" I said "sounds like fun lets do it"

So we left Chicago on a Friday night at 7pm, expecting to arrive in NY at 9am Saturday. At the age of 23, I figured I could handle an all night drive and a grad school interview the next day.
Well, about an hour into the trip, I got a $250 speeding ticket in Indiana. Not his fault, but still.

At about 6am in the Middle of Nowhere, Pennsylvania, my tire shred on I-80. Devon refused to get out of the car to help me get the spare on. He said the snowstorm made him too cold.

So a trooper finally came by and told us that 2 exits down there was a town with a Dodge dealer. We had to wait 2 hours for the dealership to open. It then cost 200 bucks for a new tire, a new rim and labor.

Sooo we finally get to NYC. Devon's friend with us had been saying that Juillard's dorms are in Brooklyn, which I found very suspicious, but when I asked about it she just said "I dont know, they just built their dorms in Brooklyn".

So we finally get to somewhere in Bed-Stuy, and in turns out the "Juillard dorms" are actually the projects. Hmmmmm.
I didnt care at the time...I just had to drop my stuff off in her room, change, and get to Seton Hall in South Orange, NJ.

We agreed to meet up in the lobby at 11:30pm sharp. They wanted hit the bars, and I wanted to see Phantom of course after the interview.

So the interview goes fine, and I get back to the projects and they are not there. I can't get in by myself...there was surprisingly good security. I finally sneak in by crouching behind a janitor. I get up to the girl's room and knock on the door.

A woman across the hall opens her door and says "excuse me are you George?" I said "yeah" and she said "well a man and a woman told me a few hours ago to let you know if you come by that they went out." I said "oh ok great, where are they?" And she said "They didnt say" I said "so where am I supposed to meet them?" She said she didnt know. So now all my stuff like my contact solution, change of clothes, everything was in locked in her room. The woman felt bad, so she let me use her phone (this was before my cellphone) to call hotels, cuz I had to drive to chicago the next day and I needed to get sleep. I called about 30 hotels, and they were all full. The only place I found was Essex House on Central Park South, and it cost $450 bucks a night. I was desperate so I took it. I found the janitor again and convinced him to let me in the room to get my bags.

I slept in real late the next day, and then drove back to the project, where Devon and the girl were standing outside waiting. I didnt even yell at him, I just said "lets go". So they loaded up my car with tons and tons and tons of her crap.

About 3 hours later, in got ANOTHER $250 speeding ticket in Pennsylvania. When we stopped for food later, Devon apologized saying that the girl insisted that they go out, and that the woman across the hall would help me out. He said he didnt think how it would suck for me to get no sleep when I had to drive the next day.

Somewhere in Ohio, I said that we should split the gas bill 3 ways, and the girl said to Devon "You didnt tell me he would make us pay for gas! I'm not paying for gas!"

And she didnt.

We got to her house on the south side of Chicago, and she ran inside, and about 7 guys came out and took all her stuff out of the car. She didnt even say thanks for the ride.

Needless to say I dropped off Devon and didnt speak to him again.

Not until 2 months ago when we found each other on facebook.

We both agreed that the roadtrip was 7 years ago, and it couldnt have been as bad as we remembered it. He said he was planning a NYC trip and he wondered if he could crash at my place. I said sure.

Well, when I was home over Easter, we agreed to hang out. It was Holy Saturday night, and I was going to the Easter Vigil mass. I called him before, saying it would be over at 9:30, and then it would take me about an hour to drive to the south side of Chicago. That would give him almost 4 hours to get ready. I called after mass again and said I'd be there in an hour.

So I get to his house, and he said I had to wait outside, and he took another 45 minutes to get ready!!!! And there I was standning alone at 11pm in one of the highest-crime areas of Chicago. I thought "maybe him coming to NY isnt a good idea"

I confronted him with my concerns abotu him still being a flake, and he said no way. I asked him what he wanted to do in NY, and he said he raelly just wanted to go to bars and clubs and thats it. I told him i'm a teacher so I cant be doing that on weeknights.

So, he was supposed to arrive last Tuesday at 2pm. 2pm came and went, and I didnt hear anything until 11pm. He called and said that he met up with some friends and just gotten around to calling me. He said they were about to head to dinner. He didnt get to Hoboken til after 1am. I thought: Doesnt he know I'm a teacher? Didnt he think on his first night he should hvae come over, gotten settled, learned how to take the PATH, and then go out? Whatever.

We had tix to Spring Awakening for the next night, and we tried to figure out a way to meet, since I would be at work all day. And oh yeah, his phone of course doesnt work outside Chicago. I KNEW if we agreed to meet at Virgin or Union Square, that he would not show up for some b.s. reason. So we finally agreed the only way for him to defintiely be somewhere was just to stay in my apt all day til I got home at 3:30.

I got home, and he had pulled down my closet rod. He said he was trying to see if the closet shelf and an iron on it. So all my ironed clothes were in a big crumpled heap on the floor. Then he went off about how the decor of my apartment is so terrible and probably scares all my dates away.

I showed him around Downtown NY before the show cuz he has never been there. When we got on the subway uptown, he literally screamed at me "yo that was so stupid! How you gonna run down the stairs, but then slow down as you walk through the train door! That dont make no sense yo!" I just said "can you keep your voice down?" But he kept goin, shouting instead of screaming about how dumb I was for running down the stairs and the slowing down as I went into the subway car. I was like this guys is still a wacko.

So we got to the theater, and we sat 3rd row, on the aisle, to the left of the aisle. Terrific seats. Paid for by me. So he says "these seats aren't in the center enough" "I'd rather be sitting in the balcony" "I'd rather be further back"

I finally exploded when we got back to my apartment cuz he spent the whole subway ride home saying "you are being a tightwad now for no reason" "you need to chill because its not that serious"

He got so mad at me for going off on him that he went out and didnt come back til I left for school the next morning at 7. He then stayed in my place the whole day.

I hoped that he would leave at night when I got home, but he sat there blasting my tv, watching one celebrity news tv show after another. Finally at 9pm he went out, staying out til 7am again.

Friday afternoon came, and when I got home, he was sprawled all over my couch with the TV blasting. I told him that I had plans in the city immediately and we had to go. He said that he could go with but he'd have to come back later for his bags. I told him that I'd be out all night, so he'd have to leave now too. (his bus to Chicago left at 10pm friday night)

So he said ok, and we made out way to the subway, and after a few blocks, I pretended that I forgot my wallet at home. He said I'll go back with you. And I was like "no, no cuz I have other errands to run too, you just go ahead" So then I just went home and locked the door, thanking God I was finally rid of him for good.

[EmieMarie]

Posted: 4/13/08 at 11:32pm

wow, I applaud you for dealing with such an asshole and not getting violent and punching some lights out...

[Mekroth]

Posted: 4/13/08 at 11:48pm

You handled it well. If I knew someone that annoying, I would have killed their whole family by now.

[george95]

Posted: 4/13/08 at 11:51pm

Well he did have something on me. He did stop by my house that night we hung out in Chicago. And he knows that my parents not only never lock their doors, but that they dont even have keys for their house. So as mad as I got at him, I had to keep in mind that this is a 27year old guy who doesnt have a job, doesnt go to school, lives on welfare, and knows that my parents lives in this decent-sized house in the suburbs with no keys.

[LePetiteFromage]

Posted: 4/14/08 at 2:36am

Updated On: 1/23/09 at 02:36 AM

[verynewyorkcurious]

Posted: 4/14/08 at 3:26am

LePF I used to love watching "It Takes A Theif." Updated On: 4/19/08 at 03:26 AM

[wexy]

Posted: 4/14/08 at 5:52am

No third times the charm stories. Take that scissor and cut that person out of your life permanently. I believe in second chances as well but not after that.

[Urban]

Posted: 4/14/08 at 6:43am

Facebook also has the ability to block people from ever seeing you again.

[tazber]

Posted: 4/14/08 at 7:16am

My worsst trip: 2003, New York, tainted acid tab, fying polka dot genitalia and the Merm in drag.

Posted: 4/14/08 at 6:27pm

So George let me take a wild guess: You either were sleeping with this gentleman or wanted to, badly.

[george95]

Posted: 4/14/08 at 8:16pm

Ok maybe I had a mild crush 7 years ago.....but ewwwww ewwwww no way not in 2008.

And as for my parents and their unlocked house---it isnt a matter of doing anything with the locks--they dont have keys, and they dont want keys. They've lived there since 1971 and they're not gonna change.