subject: Kids Parties, Clowns And An Epiphany At A Kebab Shop [print this page] I believe that someday women will rule the world. Why? Let me tell you a story. My girlfriend at the time had a small start-up company that did kids birthday parties and events. One time, she called me on my cell phone that her car broke down and she needed to host a party right now in New Jersey. So she asked me for a favor if I could go out and help her buy some things for her scheduled parties while its still early.
The thing was, there was both a birthday party in NY and NJ, and I only had time to get to one of them. I said: I am not going to look for childrens birthday party entertainment in NJ. Thats too far for me. Besides, Im not going to able to get there in time. She told me that if I dont get there in time, she is going to lose a big client and her credibility in that area. Also, she told me in all seriousness that scared me for a second that Im never going to be able to tap that ever again. Ever a trooper, I grudgingly obeyed. Of course, once I said yes, she became cheerful again and said I was the best boyfriend ever. Chicks. Go figure.
So my task was to go and get two things. First, I had to look for children party clowns in NY. The party wasnt going to start until later, but since we lived in Brooklyn, I figured I would do that first. I looked at the yellow pages for birthday clowns and found a few businesses nearby. I called up the first number on the list and surprisingly, got them to agree to go to the venue later despite the short notice. Sweet, so that was done.
The next errand was to get some party favors for the party she was hosting in Newark. I had maybe just about an hour to get there in time. I hurriedly flipped the yellow pages again checking for more businesses in the New Jersey area. Coincidentally, there was this one shop really close to where the NJ party was. So I threw the book down and ran to my car. I ran swift like the wind knowing that if I dont make it I wont see poon for a long, long time, or at least until she reneges. But dont we all know that a long, long time will always be sooner?
I got there just before the hour and quickly went inside. It either smelled something like you went to a kebab shop or they were just trying to ward of vampires with garlic. Actually, it was a kebab shop. Immediately, I was alarmed. I didnt check for other addresses in the yellow pages.
The person at the counter said with his thick accent: Birthday party for kid in NY? Or would you like a doner kebab?
Whew. I thought for a second.
Uh, yes and I also have to get some things for this birthday party here in Newark too. I was blackmailed to arrange the birthday party entertainment for kids in Newark where my girlfriend is hosting. I replied.
Ah. Women. What can we do, eh? he chuckled. What can we do? I answered. Cant live with em, cant live without em, huh? He just nodded and smiled. We both knew the answer to that.
The party toys are at back theres room full of them inside. Would you like spicy or garlic sauce with that?
As soon as I paid for the toys and the kebab, I was on my way. I got to the party just in time. With a sack full of toys on one hand and a kebab on the other, I was the hero of the day. Also, the kebab was delicious. My girlfriend gushed that I was the best and said: I was going to give you a kiss, but you smell like garlic. Ah. Such is my lot in life.
