No whammies and 180 degrees of time.
WOOHOO! I actually enjoyed work today. Not due to the fact that I had anything exceptional happen aside from humongoid tips. I busted the $200.00 mark for the 1st time in my serving career today! Don't get me wrong, I earned the hell out of it, but no matter how hard you work, that's a nice chunk of change to leave the building with.
I got shit faced for the first time in a while yesterday. Thankfully, lol. I was a bit overdue for a good drinking spree. I started drinking around 2:30 in the afternoon (I got out of work around 2.) and ran with t for a good two and a half hours. Not an incredible amount of time to spend drinking, I know, but I hit the bottle really fucking hard, two fisting Beam & Cokes the entire time. After I was done, I crashed out and woke up at 7:08.
I start work at 7:00 AM every day I'm on, so needless to say, I started saying things like "SHIT!" and "GOD DAMMIT!" Grabbed the phone, called up and told the manager "I'm running a little behind I'll be there as soon as I can!" His response? "What in the fuck are you talking about?" I repeat myself. He says "Dude, it's seven at NIGHT, you don't have to be here for another 12 hours." Oh. Cool. Nevermind then, I'll see you in the morning! Euro's never have to deal with that shit.... Sometimes (after events like that) I think about getting a 24 hour clock. Then I realize that I could take the money I would use on buying a clock and do something that would be fun with it instead.
WOOHOO! I actually enjoyed work today. Not due to the fact that I had anything exceptional happen aside from humongoid tips. I busted the $200.00 mark for the 1st time in my serving career today! Don't get me wrong, I earned the hell out of it, but no matter how hard you work, that's a nice chunk of change to leave the building with.
I got shit faced for the first time in a while yesterday. Thankfully, lol. I was a bit overdue for a good drinking spree. I started drinking around 2:30 in the afternoon (I got out of work around 2.) and ran with t for a good two and a half hours. Not an incredible amount of time to spend drinking, I know, but I hit the bottle really fucking hard, two fisting Beam & Cokes the entire time. After I was done, I crashed out and woke up at 7:08.
I start work at 7:00 AM every day I'm on, so needless to say, I started saying things like "SHIT!" and "GOD DAMMIT!" Grabbed the phone, called up and told the manager "I'm running a little behind I'll be there as soon as I can!" His response? "What in the fuck are you talking about?" I repeat myself. He says "Dude, it's seven at NIGHT, you don't have to be here for another 12 hours." Oh. Cool. Nevermind then, I'll see you in the morning! Euro's never have to deal with that shit.... Sometimes (after events like that) I think about getting a 24 hour clock. Then I realize that I could take the money I would use on buying a clock and do something that would be fun with it instead.
oren:
Thanks very much for your comment - I should probably explain the community aspect to him, but what the heck, I'm having fun! I hope you don't mind if I add you - You like Tom Waits and Clockwork Orange and small breasted women. Love it!