Today went so fast, and suddenly it was 6pm and Brenton and Jimmy arrived to pick me up for Alanna’s birthday dinner.
We went to The Lark for pre-drinks. I’d been there once before for someone else’s birthday but had forgotten it existed. It has lovely atmosphere, yummy cocktails and accommodating staff (there were so many of us we took up half of the upstairs area, which we completely rearranged to fit us). Brenton had a mocktail and I had a glass of wine. Alanna had bought everyone else gifts for her birthday, and preceded the gift-giving with a short speech about what she loved about the person the gift was for. It was pretty delightful.
At dinner time we walked up to Marinara, an Italian restaurant. It was pretty busy (surely a good sign) and also had a cozy and friendly atmosphere. The staff were helpful and attentive. However I found the meals a bit overpriced (the cheapest main being a basic chicken pesto pasta for $25). The waiters also brought out three plates of garlic bread and three plates of salad, which we hadn’t ordered, and charged for them ($15 each).
We didn’t mind too much, since we ate them all up. However towards the end of the meal Brenton spotted a caterpillar inching its way around one of the salad plates. I called over the head waiter and pointed it out to him. “Aw, how cute,” was his only remark, with a grin. “When it’s in the salad, it’s not so cute,” I said. He took the plate away with no further comment.
When we got the bill we were surprised to see the charges, including for the caterpillar salad. I took the bill up to the same waiter and told him I didn’t think we should be charged for it. He took it off without much comment.
Through the complaint process Brenton seemed a bit uncomfortable, but he came up with me, for support, when I went to talk to the waiter about the bill. Afterwards he said, “you know, I wouldn’t have complained, but by now I would regret it. I’m glad I supported you when you did.”
I wondered whether his discomfort was because his mother is very assertive when she goes out for dinner. I think being assertive is important… but after you’ve had your meal, so that it’s too late for the waiter to pee in it.
With dinner I drank three pear ciders and some of Sasha’s champagne. Probably about 7 standard drinks all up.. over three hours. ugh.
In other news I retook the Freud Test that I originally took in 2004 and wow, talk about a difference:
Freud Inventory Test Results Oral (dependence) |||||||||||||| 60% Anal (self control) |||||||||||| 50% Phallic (sexuality) |||||||||||||||| 70% Latency (learning) |||||||||||||| 56% Genital (productivity) |||||||||||||||||| 80%
- Oral: you appear to have a good balance of independence and interdependence knowing when to accept help and when to do things on your own.
- Anal: you appear to have a good balance of self control and spontaneity, order and chaos, variety and selectivity.
- Phallic: you appear to have issues with controlling your sexual desires and possibly fidelity.
- Latency: you appear to have a good balance of abstract knowledge seeking and practicality, dealing with real world responsibilities while still cultivating your abstract and creative faculties and interests.
- Genital: you appear to have a progressive and openminded outlook on life unbeholden to regressive forces like traditional authority and convention.