The Gatecrasher Bitch

In continuation of what supposed to be "good time" last night, some not-so-good thing happened. It was a simple get together of some co-workers with some beer, pica-pica and videoke/karaoke in celebration of my belated birthday and an advanced birthday for another. We combined our financial powers to achieve that "good time" I am talking about.

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Okay, okay.... one of these co-workers was a father of I think 4 kids. He had told us earlier that he may go home earlier because his daughter was celebrating her birthday too. We agreed on this, but later he told us that the celebration for that "daughter birthday" can be postponed for weekend. But still, me and the other celebrant assumed everything to be okay. OKAY.
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Last 4 months ago it was my first time to join their happy times with beer and videoke in the same place just to show my camaraderie. But someone gatecrashed our drinking during that time! It was the wife of that particular co-worker I am talking about. She even brought the cousin of this co-worker of mine. Eventually, they joined the drinking and singing. The reason for that "gatecrashing" was because the wife had been suspicious of the husband's lifestyle. The heck! What the heck?! All I felt during that time was..... how stupid a wife can get for her philandering husband, that she almost needed every people to know?
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Going back to what happened last night. Just as we had almost ended our happening, what else would you expect? The same wife (now without the cousin) GATECRASHED again! As in she entered the room and all of us were in total shock! She suddenly announced, "I have been waiting since 8PM and your daughter was crying already!" THE HELL I CARE? <--- I told myself in silence. I was embarrassed, because I was singing during that time when she entered! The husband/co-worker got his bag and told the wife, "Okay let's go then!" He seemed to be ashamed of what had happened. Then this bitchy wife, excused herself from all the stupidty she had caused us. She turned to me and said, "I am sorry. Happy birthday." Then she exited.

I was speechless.

We paid the bills and went home.