Worst Weekend Ever!

This past weekend was my second to last in the UAE (THANK THE GOOD LORD TOO!). It was awful. To do it as long-story-short as possible I'll organize it with bullet points, but first you should know that Jasmine and I had tickets for 6:50 am on Friday and 7:50 pm on Saturday. Also we were planned to stay with our friend Dianne (from India) who just moved into a 13 room villa/mansion. Okay, bullet points, here we go.

• Forced to take the early bus from Ruwais to Abu Dhabi at 6:50 so less sleep. (boo hoo)
• Bus forgets to pick us up, regardless of us having a ticket. We take the crap school bus instead at 7:40. It's a Tata without working AC. It's 110, but 10 am.
  
• Text Dianne to let her know what time we are getting into AD (around 11).
• Get dropped off at the mall, but we are toting around luggage for the weekend in Abu Dhabi, so we go to drop it off at Checked Baggage.
• The dude working Checked Baggage will not accept our stuff, is rude, and screams at us saying "[we] are using him." (This is his job. Like I could understand if he worked at security or something, but no. He is employed to keep bags safe... Plus he was a total douche)
• Call Dianne, and her phone is off (noon now).
• Get lunch, fairly decent.
• Get a wax. Most painful wax ever. She was all thumbs and I'm pretty sure she burnt me.
• Continue to call Dianne with no avail. Call Dianne's housemates. They haven't seen her all day.
• Go to another mall where we can get mani/pedis. Jasmine's pedicurist, named Juvi, makes 3 of her toes bleed profusely.
• Give up on Dianne, book a relatively cheap 4 star hotel. The Novotel.
• Get a text from Dianne, a text! not a call! saying "sorry, I didn't have my phone all day." So we call her and she doesn't answer. So we call her again, and she turns off her phone.
• Leave for the Novotel. They won't let us check in because we don't have color copies of our passports, and they wont except black and white or our drivers licenses. EVEN THOUGH I have checked into a hotel in Dubai, Abu Dhabi, and Sharjah with my license or my photo copy. I even called the Meridian in Abu Dhabi, and he spoke to the manager and she was all "yeah, we let them check in."
• 3 hours later, after calling our housing manager, Ahmed Saab, to yell at him for taking away our passports to cancel our visas, crying with the manager, Khalid, eating dinner and drinking a bottle of wine, Khalid has confirmed with Ahmed via email, that we are in fact real people blah blah blah, so we check in. It's 11:30 now.
• Get ready to go out. Get in a taxi, tell them Rock Bottoms so we can dance and get shitty, they take us to Heroes where we can't dance, but can get shitty. (Whatever...)
• Heroes is fine, until KHALID comes up to me and is all trying to be our friend. I cuss him out being like "F you. F the Novotel. F the fact that you couldn't bend the rules even a little. Buy us a drink and lots of them!" So he did.
• He leaves when the bar closes and we leave it at that. We get in a taxi, tell them Rock Bottoms, he takes us to Zenith. Khalid is there again!
• We go to Khalid's place, next door to the Fing Novotel, we're friends, but not for long. He gives us late check out at 6 pm.
• We go back to the Novotel, it's now 5 am, and we're tired. We go up to our room and the lights don't work, and they won't work until they get a technicality in there. They make us move rooms down the hall. NO apology, NO compensation, NO discount, NO sympathy that it is 5 am, NO free breakfast, NO nothing. So I scream at the manager that this is a 4 star hotel, a chain, and there are expectations when you check in. I also reminded him that there was not even a sorry, and if people aren't fit to work in the service industry they shouldn't, but I am sure that he just figured I was a whore and drunk. Apparently the Novotel is the prostitutes choice.
  
• Wake up to0 late to go to the Grand Mosque, which I have been wanting to go to all year. Go to the pool instead until 4. Barely get a sun burn, but get a righteous tan.
• Go to the mall for dinner.
• The bus leaves without us.
  
• Have to get a taxi home. (Not too bad)
  
• Nearly get killed on our way home. Like 2 semis and a tiny taxi. You do the math.
• In bed at midnight.

ANYWAY, I know it doesn't sound like that bad of a weekend on paper, but it was just like anything that could go bad, did. And people were abnormally rude.

Also I vowed to RUIN the Novotel, or was it DESTROY it. Either way, I am going to need some advice on how I would go about taking down a hotel. Like I want jobs lost and lives devastated. Any ideas Crimeballs?

Only 8 more days. Single digits y'all!


*** PS I did not proof read this, so forgive the grammar and/or spelling mistakes, not to mention the pure whininess of the whole entry.