so, Timber_ and PunkNiteMike came to see me at work tonight, and witnessed my antics at the beginning of what was a truly awful night of work. [to sum it up: i'm a server, not a fucking babysitter. and onion rings are not the only hot food we serve, thankyouverymuch.] they also got to see me in my steak 'n shake clown suit.
speaking of steak 'n shake, i've been spending a lot of time at the one up in noblesville. this is pretty fucking sad considering that i don't work there, but hey, they've got smoking hours. and a server who's willing to give me (and my pal fritz) free coffee. naturally, we usually end up tipping 100% (if not more) before we leave to go wander through the aisles at wal-mart like two bored teenage punks.
other than that, my fish is on drugs for fin rot, i'm going to the grand prix tomorrow (er, today), and i start work at the courthouse next monday.
speaking of steak 'n shake, i've been spending a lot of time at the one up in noblesville. this is pretty fucking sad considering that i don't work there, but hey, they've got smoking hours. and a server who's willing to give me (and my pal fritz) free coffee. naturally, we usually end up tipping 100% (if not more) before we leave to go wander through the aisles at wal-mart like two bored teenage punks.
other than that, my fish is on drugs for fin rot, i'm going to the grand prix tomorrow (er, today), and i start work at the courthouse next monday.
MAY 2007
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