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Last night was killer. Best bands at Jerilee's...ever. We have f-ing cover bands there. and a cuntry one, that's it. I had so much fun working, met new people, saw bunches I already knew, made some money, got hit on by sexy punks, talked to someone for the first time that I've been wanting to forever. There were these real young punk kids hanging around wanting so bad to get in. The owner was a dick when they tried to come in the door, then told them they couldn't hang out by the lanes if they weren't going to bowl, and then toward the end of the night someone in one of the bands let them in and the owner flipped out on these kids, dragging them out and everything. He's such a prick. But we are technically a bar with food, not a restaraunt with a bar in it, so we're 21+ after 9. I didn't even know that until last night.
While I was at work the hookah got knocked over onto the carpet and now there are pretty burns. I haven't even reacted, but I have a feeling I will yell or cry. People are just so inconsiderate. Burning coals over a carpeted area with a dog running around. Not taking off shoes when its raining outside. I actually found gum underneath my coffee table.
So my schedule got messed up and I now have today through thursday off AGAIN. oh, money. i'll miss you. SO WHAT SHALL WE DO?
While I was at work the hookah got knocked over onto the carpet and now there are pretty burns. I haven't even reacted, but I have a feeling I will yell or cry. People are just so inconsiderate. Burning coals over a carpeted area with a dog running around. Not taking off shoes when its raining outside. I actually found gum underneath my coffee table.
So my schedule got messed up and I now have today through thursday off AGAIN. oh, money. i'll miss you. SO WHAT SHALL WE DO?