Pissy McPissed

I'm grumpy. Work sucked--it's a wonder this country succeeds the way it does with all the idiotic maniacs out there. The easiest task is like rocket science for teenage bimbos with cute smiles but nothing from ear to ear. Not wanting to approach said bimbo for her said stupidity, I went to a manager, expressing my feeling on the easiest job in the world--hosting. He wondered why I didn't try to explain her errors to her, to which I asked What was covered during her training? Blowing up balloons or restaurant rotation? In the end, he called me out on some stupid shit that I've been known to do, which did not solve my problem or the other two servers on--it only made me more bitter, and happy for my long weekend. Fuck.
I'm also a little bit grumpy because my so-called best friend proves to me on a nearly weekly basis that she knows NOTHING about me. She isn't going to be around the day of my birthday, so she wants to take me out tonight--I'm fine with that, but her other friend, who has become my friend-ish, would like to join us. Personally, I hate going out with that "other friend" because she's far too outgoing for me. So outgoing that despite her awkward blinking and her inability to talk about anything BUT herself, she's intrusive, loud, and sometimes a little rude. Every time I have gone out with her, she tries to find me a man--because no girl can live without one, I'm sure. But she does it in such an uncouth way. She basically sees anything with a penis, talks to him for a minute, holds up his arm, and screams, "How's this one?" To which I reply, "He's married!" She doesn't have any boundaries. Not only that, but the way I would like to find the man of my dreams is not by having a friend of a friend hold up his arm and have our eyes meet (both of us a deer in headlights for the spectacle that's taking place in front of us). I want to scope out a place, make eye contact, flirt casually from across the room, then go in for the approach. I'm slick like that, and that's how I'd like to stay--inconspicuous, coy, sophisticated. I almost don't want to go, but then I think that would disappoint my friend, who I love dearly and hold close to my heart. Although, I know she's going to come over here and try to tell me how to dress properly. Whatever. It's only one night, and the rest of the weekend should be a breezy, beautiful birthday.