The manager of the club, Lisa Marie, said that it would be returned and she would call me in a couple of days to let me know.

If you took a jacket that wasn’t yours from Wetbar/Masion/Loft on Saturday night, please bring it back!  Someone is very cold right now.

If they don’t have it by the end of the weekend I’m going to pursue the matter further.  There’s got to be something the club can do if they make it mandatory.

I had a great time chilling with Casie and getting ready to go out and was excited to meet the other girls IRL. That was the only good part of the evening, meeting some awesome new people.

Casie & I got to the club around 10:30pm and met up with the other girls and a guy.  The lineup to get in was ridiculous, about 200 people but luckily we got to go in the special VIP door.  It turns out to be just another entrance to the club and we had to wait outside in a smaller line for about 20 minutes and finally our host comes to take us inside.  Once we get in the doors we wait in another line up to hand in our tickets.  They gave some of us the wrong tickets and 3 of the girls had to pay a $15 cover to get in, plus our bottle service. Fail #1.

We leave the ticket counter to go upstairs to our booth and are stopped by security and told that coat check is mandatory and we have to pay for it, even though we have a booth.  None of us wanted to part with our jackets at a club in case they got lost, but they told us we had to or we could go.  Fail #2

After we check our jackets we have to wait in another line to get upstairs to our booth.  The bouncers wouldn’t let our host up the stairs even though they kept yelling down any VIP’s or people with Booths are allowed up.  Fail #3

We finally get up the stairs and in the door of the Wetbar.  It’s packed shoulder to shoulder and we have to push through the crowded dance floor to the other side to get to our booth.  When we get there our booth is already packed full of people, standing on the seats, in our area, using our table and we have to get everyone out of our space ourselves so we can sit down.  It was impossible and people were actually rude and pushing us out of our own space.  The club was really dirty and gross and you could smoke inside where we were.  Fail #4

30 minutes later 2 servers brings our bottles & mix with sparklers.  Pretty cute but but they forgot to bring cups and we didn’t notice until we went to pour our own drinks.  Fail #5

We tried to find another server to get cups, finally one came around another 30 minutes later and we asked her for cups.  She came back 20 minutes later with 4 cups for 8 people.  Fail #6

Another server came by and we asked her for cups.  30 minutes later she’s back with plastic cups for us.  So in total we’ve been in our booth for over an hour with no drinks.  Fail #7

We drank and danced and rearranged our booth so we could fit in with all the other crazies who kept jumping into it.  I’ve never been out to a real “club” like that and it’ like a whole other world.  So much makeup, fake tans and boobs.  Lingerie was definitely the dress code for most of the girls.  It was pretty hilarious to see in real life.  Fist pumping and everything.

Around midnight, Pauly D & The Situation came upstairs to our level supposedly to DJ.  People rushed our booth again and got up on our benches, in our area and tried to push us out so they could see them.  The Jersey Shore boys only made an appearance, took some photos and went back down to the other levels of the club.  Fail #8

After they went downstairs the club started to clear out again and we were finally able to have our booth mostly to ourselves and partied it up with our booth neighbors, hairdressers from Barrie.  We had a pretty good time drinking, taking photos and dancing in our area.  I was making fish lips in all the photos taken of me, very Guidette.  At 1am I decided to hit the bank machine to get money for our bottles and went downstairs to another level where it was located.  The machine was out of order, so I went to go back up and a bouncer told me I couldn’t go back to Wetbar because it was full.  I told him my friends were up there and that I just came to get money and he told me too bad, I could go into another club in the building but not back to my booth.  Fail #9

So I texted Casie that I couldn’t get back in to the club and that I was going to get my coat and go home.  I met 2 of the girls that were with us in the lineup for coat check, we gave our tickets and the girl comes back with the two girls jackets and a mens coat for me.  I told her it wasn’t mine and she told me that it was the jacket the corresponded with my ticket.  I asked her to please check my ticket again and she told me that she didn’t know which one it was because they dropped them on the floor and they were scattered all over.  Fail #10

She then started helping other people and all (3 or 4) the girls in the coat check ignored me for about 10 minutes and finally  one girl said that I could leave and try to come back during the week to see if they had it.  Fail # 11

I called Chad in tears to come and get me and once we got home I called the club and left a message.  If you know me, you know I’m not a crier, except at silly commercials and movies.  I was so upset that my jacket was gone and that they expected me to go home in -10C weather with a t-shirt on.

On Sunday I woke up and called the club again & sent an email.  Twitter tells me that two other girls that I was with (Casie & Natalie) with had their purses & phones stolen, as well as Casie’s jacket went missing in coat check.  Fail #12

Today I called the club again and got their bookeeper.  He told me to call back tomorrow when the staff would be in and speak to the Manager, but they probably don’t have my jacket there.  If there is mandatory coat check then how do things go missing?  Is the club not responsible for your things if it is mandatory to check them?  Where would my jacket go?  If they lost my ticket then certainly it should still be hanging on the rack, don’t you think?

I now have no winter jacket and my down filled, calf length winter jacket, a gift from my mother in law, is probably gone for good.

Wetbar was a terrible experience and I will never go back.  You would think that they would give people spending money on a freakin booth and bottles, good service.  I can just imagine what goes on if you’re not in a Booth or a VIP.

I’ll be sure to update the situation after I talk to the manager tomorrow.  Hopefully she will sort this mess out.

Too much drama kept me from writing, so I had to take a break because I really couldn’t write about the situation.

I still feel good and positive about this year.  Last month was a very busy month and honestly, a good learning experience.  I got caught up with lots of work, took on some exciting new projects, and organized my time to be more productive.  I’m so boring and grown-up now, but man have I ever come a long way since I started.

I did have a serious case of the winter blues yesterday.  The bf & I had made plans to go to the Haiti Benefit at Sound Academy that he had to cancel because he unexpectedly had to be out of town for band stuff.  I hate it that my plans take a back seat to band stuff, but luckily I’m a pretty understanding girl and I get that at this point in our lives career comes first.  I’m not a pushover though, and it does piss me off, but it’s the price you pay for being in the entertainment business.

Before he left he went out to run an errand and came back with a big bouquet of flowers (he got the not so subtle hint I’d been dropping for 3 years that I like flowers).  There’s just something about fresh flowers that help to brighten up my mood.

I ended up being invited to go to the benefit with my friends Shaun & Joanne (thanks guys) but kept working til 11:30pm on a new project so I didn’t make it out.

Sometimes all you need is good friends to pull you out of a funk, and I’m lucky to have some of the best friends a girl could ask for.

What’s the best advice you’ve been given to deal with conflict?

Tomorrow I am making an announcement at my agency.  It’s the first new challenge I am undertaking in 2010 and I am excited about it.  I was thinking a lot today about where I was this time last year and I realized that I had made my most important goal of 2009 come true.  To work for myself and not need another job to pay the bills.  Now I am certainly not living a life of luxury.  Being a commission-based business definitely has me pinching my pennies and cutting out a lot of the luxuries I enjoyed from a salaried position.  But I am no longer miserable for 8 hours a day.  I am the happiest that I have ever been in my adult life and I have a positive outlook (and plans) to help me grow my business and bring in more income.  I love what I do and where I am headed and I’m lucky to have the support of my family and friends.

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” – Mark Twain

Obviously elementary and high school are important, but post-secondary education was never for me.  I couldn’t concentrate in the big lecture halls (and could barely see the professor) and found that the smaller in-class sessions just annoyed me.  I went to 2 different colleges for 3 different programs and hated all of them.  All I have to show are some expensive textbooks and the last $3000 of a student loan that I have been paying off for 5 or 6 years.

The only thing I have ever wanted to do was be in business for myself in the entertainment industry and no one could teach me that.  I am a person who learns by doing things for myself.  This has most definitely led to me having a hard time during certain periods of my life and making some bad decisions, but I do not have regrets.  I believe that everything in my life has happened for a reason.  Whether it was to teach me a lesson or make me a stronger person, it has made me who I am today.

At 28 years old I am finally doing what I want to do and not what was expected.  I am a strong, independent woman, who is living my life on my terms and although there are moments of anxiety and uncertainty I am generally happy and fulfilled.  This is in part thanks to having amazing parents who always told us we could do anything we put our minds too, supportive friends and siblings, and most of all a partner who loves me for who I am and does not try to change me.  I am a lucky girl and I know it.

This post was spawned from this paragraph:

“You’re stupid if you spent four to eight years of your life getting a piece of paper that says you have the right to opine on any subject that is offered online through the University Of Phoenix. Beyond requiring some form of training to ensure that one knows how to successfully conduct triple bypass surgery, we’re all stupid for buying into the notion that to not be considered stupid we have to adhere to a scholastic pyramid scheme that, in most cases, places you in immense debt but doesn’t result in lasting, secure employment.”

-From Matthew Good, Dear San Diego

Instead of bringing out the albums of baby pictures, Mom went one better and brought out some of our old artwork.  Here are my paintings from 1987.

Carly, Bird & My Little Pony

Teddy Bear Picnic

Carly & Sunny #1

Carly & Snowman

Carly, Kristin & Bunny

As you can tell, I was a very talented child.  I mean, just look at the sunglasses in the Bunny painting.  Pure talent.

I did not pursue art after this and my talent level is still on par with these masterpieces.  I would sell these, or maybe even donate to a gallery, but my mother will not let them out of her possession.

I’m ridiculous.

Happy Rainy Wednesday.

Today seemed like a long work day and I was very productive. So productive I forgot to eat lunch. I know I need to take breaks and make sure I eat, but sometimes you just get on a roll and until your stomach growls you don’t remember you’re hungry.

I finally got my gym stuff sorted out. I’ve been waiting since September to book my last personal training appointments. My amazing trainer Carl left shortly after our last session and they haven’t been very good at taking over for him. Tomorrow and Thursday are my last gym days and I’ll get an at home workout designed for me. I haven’t done any exercise (other than walking) and I’m hoping to workout at home for the winter.

How do you feel about the snow?