Just want to vent a bit about a really horrible experience trying to go out to trivia in Brisbane tonight. I’m up here for a work conference and didn’t want to go to the costume dinner thing they had, so booked a table at a local pub thinking I’d see if another team wanted a solo extra. First off the pub was super seedy and gross, the stickiest place I’ve been to in years. Then the only thing on the menu I could eat (recently developed awful reflux that I think is triggered by onion and garlic) was the pear and rocket salad and you guys, it is in my top 5 worst meals of all time. It was genuinely inedible. Then the trivia host ignored my three separate times as she went table to table. Genuinely ignored me waving and saying excuse me. At that point I just said fuck it and left. Now I’m sitting back in my hotel room eating yogurt and an apple as the saddest fucking dinner because my anxiety is through the roof. Fuck me. Plus it’s raining so now I have wet jeans that might not dry in time for me to pack them in my suitcase tomorrow.