So I had a tough start to my Sunday night shift. First off, I don’t think that I’ll be picking up too many more Sunday nights. Not unless someone really needs me to for a good reason. The money isn’t good enough, especially when I should be at church or something. So anyway it started with 2 women and a 10 year old kid. They didn’t like the music and it was too loud and the table was too close to the speaker. Then they all needed their own bowl of crackers for their soup. They couldn’t share. Then the one lady’s soup wasn’t full enough. It was as full as every other bowl of soup we serve. I went back and filled the bowl to the brim. I reconsidered realizing that I didn’t want to bother my manager with her yelling. So I dumped some out and brought her the bowl back. Seriously though, can’t share crackers? Go back to kindergarten! At least they left after soup. No tip but I’ll survive on not having the normal 10% that the cheap people of DC leave. I did get free mint chocolate chip ice cream from Adel in the ice cream shop. I know you don’t read this, Adel, but you rock the house.
So I still don’t know if it was supposed to be a date. Even with all the advice I got. Mostly because she never called. So we didn’t go out. I asked her about it last night. She told me that her roommate’s girl friend broke up with him. So he didn’t want to go out. Seems to me like most people would use that as a reason to go drinking but whatever. I think that she was about to ask me to do something this week but then she got interrupted. She had the chance too again later but never went back to it. I was kind of looking forward to seeing what the deal was. That and the debate to decide if it was a date. Maybe there’s still a chance.
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so maybe this seems really sad, but i was really waiting to find out if it was a date or not.
because reading the blogs of people you've never met is better than watching Days of Our Lives.
and also better than writng a 25 page paper about how the state constructs gender relations and defines the value of women.
which is what i'm supposed to be doing right now.
sigh.
anyway, the suspense is killing me.
also--can't believe you got the friends reference like that.
yay!
i feel like a good storyteller now.
I think some people are selfish and stupid.
Adel sounds good quality though.
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