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Time to be the jerk that sends out a group text. This phone is really hard to type on, so I don't want to send out the same thing like, twenty times.
Lana: "Hey, Kaari's th only tndr her e on comcert night. I cant chek tickets ane ID, and deliver drjnks at sane tme. Get your ***** ovr her and hflp!"

Hope they can read my horrible fat paw typing. It's about five minutes before I start getting any replies.

Alex: "Can't, waiting in line for new cd @ midnight."

Timmy: "With Alex, waiting in line for cd n game."

Lana: "Hope they sell out beeore you get 1 then."

I get a few more texts with similar lousy excuses. "Oh I'm on a date tonight." "Busy with friends." Not a word from any of the no-shows either. I'd settle even for just hearing they're going to be late at this point. Finally, five minutes to opening I get some help on the way.

Virgil: "Be there in five."

At least now Kaari doesn't have to deal with bartending and bussing drinks out to tables on her own-

Kaari: "Lana get in. No cold drinks."...

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