On any other regular day (and especially an SNC day) it is pretty easy to pry us out of bed. Not this time. The combination of leaving the bar at 3:00 in the morning and the fact that the bartender (Wesley) had made us the strongest drinks ever proved to be a debilitating mixture. With the thoughts of coffee and breakfast perusing our brains, we were finally able to drag ourselves out of bed and get to Dunky’s. When we got back, we really just lounged around the room for a while occasionally drifting in and out of consciousness. Finally I decided that we needed to start getting ready, as our new favorite roomie, Jenn would be joining us soon. We both got up and started preparing for the daunting task of getting ready. I decided to shower first and when I got out of the shower I found Megan once again asleep in bed. It’s hard to believe at the ripe old age of 24, a night out would have such an adverse effect on us.
Finally, after Megan’s short-term case of narcolepsy wore
off and Jenn arrived we were ready to head of to Caesar’s. We were late, which
is funny because of how often Megan and I arrive early. We were meeting up with
chasers at the giant Christmas tree to take a lovely family photo (btw, Megan and I are both in agreement
that it is 100% that tree’s fault for the hangover we encountered earlier in
the day. Sure, we drank the alcohol but the whole reason we meandered into that
bar was to make sure Terry was at that tree on time!)
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| Look what I found! |
When we arrived it wasn’t hard to spot the large group of
chasers awaiting our arrival. It also didn’t take us very long to inconvenience
a complete stranger and stage ourselves in a classroom photoesque way and snap
a picture. I’m sure it was beautiful but I’m not exactly sure I ever saw the
resulting picture (<-- this has since changed, obviously) After the picture, the group of us went to grab a bite to
eat together before the show. Megan and I needed to make a pit stop at the box
office before we headed dinner so we ended up lagging behind a bit. Dinner was
filled with laughter, chatter, and just in general lots of fun. After dinner we had some time to kill
before the doors to the venue actually opened. Most of us just scattered to
distract ourselves with different things. Many chasers ended up at slot
machines but Megan and I don’t gamble, we didn’t have any money to shop, and
lets be honest, we didn’t want to stray too far from the venue. Having said
that, we ended up planting ourselves in front of the venue doors.
Once the venue doors opened we went to go find our seats.
Wouldn’t you know we were smack in the middle of the middle section in the
upper level. Nope, we wouldn’t
stand out up there are all. *note the sarcasm* We looked around for Blake
because we were going to offer to help him with the lighting, but we couldn’t
find him so we stayed in our seats and just made jokes about what the lighting
would look like if we helped, probably not as good. (pssh, and they say the pay
Blake too much.)
Not surprisingly, this show was just as amazing as any other
show we’ve seen. Fortunately, this show did not involve any sleeping audience
members, unlike the night before, but, unfortunately, it did involve Tyler
injuring himself during his Lady Gaga jump. This of course had all the chasers
distressed and worried for him. No one likes an injured Tyler! Not to worry though, Tyler has since
made what I believe to be a full recovery.
We made our way out to the lobby to wait for the guys to
come out for the meet and greet. When they finally appeared, the other chaser
and us were lined along the wall with our hands out giving them high fives.
This quickly evolved into us all saying “good game” as we high fived. We
quickly learned that, sadly, Tyler would not be joining us at this Meet and
Greet.
As we waited towards the end of the line we came to be
involved in a conversation we wanted no part of. We were sucked into the
couple’s fight of complete strangers. I haven’t the slightest clue about what
they were actually fighting about but she was in tears. Then they annoyed us
even more by trying to brag about seeing and meeting the guys in Boston. We just kind of ignored their *ahem *
not so humble brags, but it was unnerving to know they came from our neck of
the woods. Do we act like that? I hope not. If we did, we would have won that
bragging battle. #JustSaying.
We finally made it to the table, seriously after dealing
with those people I never thought we’d make it there. Ryan was first in line
and it was only natural for us to ask him how HE was feeling from the night
before. We were reassured that we weren’t the only ones who had not enjoyed
waking up that morning. When we
made it to Seggie, we told him that we figured since we were there we’d see
their show again. He immediately came back with “Yeah, and I bet you fought
about it for an hour first!” ahaha – no! Seggie has been witness to my and
Megan’s constant bickering many times before. He always tells us to knock it
off. Megan then told him she had to take 3 naps in order to make it to the show
that night. He shook his head in disappointment (it’s fine Seggie, so did I.)
We then moved on to Don, who to be quite honest, put us in an early state of
depression. All he did was simply ask us when the next time he would be seeing
us was. When we told him it wouldn’t be until April, he had a shocked looked on
his face and then after doing some ridiculously quick mental math, Don was able
to spit out “152 days!” Upon hearing this, Charlie asked “152 days until what?”
and I said “until we see you guys again!” he said “WHAT?! that’s sooo long”
you’re preaching to the choir, my friend. After that, the rest of the meet and
greet turns into a bit of a hazy fog. We were so distraught from Don’s comment
and with the added sadness that Tyler was missing we were basically unable to
form words the rest of the line. Although,
when we got to Jerome we talked about leaving the bar at 3am and how getting up
that morning had been the most difficult thing we’d had to do in a while. Mike
over heard some of the conversation and said “3 AM!” which then lead me in to a
story about being out late at the bar and telling him all about the escapades
that had taken place the night before (which I’m almost positive he was present
for.) He just laughed and said, “wow” I think he was impressed so I chose not
to tell him about the naps Megan took; it would make us seem less cool. After I
had finished talking to Mike, I moved onto Walt who made us most depressed of
all and basically all he said was “Happy Holidays!” While normally this is a
cheerful statement, it made us sad because we knew that the long wait until
April was upon us.
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| Re: Seggie- Not shocking |
We waited around for group photos and as we walked up for
our picture the guys decided to forgo their normal shouting of popular Boston
phrases and instead went with “Malibu and diet!” which may or may not be what
Megan and I had been drinking the night before. We turned to pose for the photo
and right as Richard was about to snap the picture he said “ Everyone say ‘Hi
Tyler!’” but, umm, none of us did, instead we just laughed. Richard looked at
the picture on the camera and told us that this had been our “best one yet” So
sad because Tyler wasn’t in it! We waited for everyone else to finish taking
their photos. While we were all gathering our thoughts and deciding where to
head to next, Ryan came over and chatted with a group of us for a bit. This prompted me to bombard Ryan with
questions about whether or not the guys would be returning to MA during their
spring tour. (They aren’t, but fear not, they’ll be back in the summer!)
Afterwards, a bunch of us Chasers went to the same bar that
we had just been in the night before. It felt like we had never left! Our
bartender friend Wesley from the night before was there as well. There were
drinks flowing, pictures being taken, and laughs being had. All in all, it was
a great time. We then headed back to the hotel with Jenn. Ok, let me just tell
you we had SO much fun! I wasn’t even sure it was possible to laugh as hard as
we were. At one point, I legitimately lost my voice (which, if you were
wondering, didn’t return for several days later.)
The next day, we did what was expected of us. We woke up,
checked out of the hotel, and unenthusiastically set out for home. At one
point, Megan and I had decided it was time for coffee and a bathroom break (in
that order) so we went to a rest stop. Whilst we were returning to the car, I stopped in my tracks,
looked at Megan and said “Soooo, Tampa?” The rest of the ride home was spent
checking flights to and from Tampa and hotel prices. The decision wasn’t set in
stone but it soon would be…..yeah, about that….Stay tuned.
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