Dance, my pretties!

Mar 06, 2005 13:06

Warning! If you do not care to hear me bitch about work, move on to the dancing. Skip the next paragraph if you do not care.

Last night was hella busy, so it sucked. Camille called in fake-sick, so we were one person short. Tarshekia said she'd come in, but she couldn't get there till around 8 o'clock, so the night was already half over so I told her not to worry about it. We didn't get out of there until after 12 AM. It really blew ass. We made over $1,000 from 5 to 11PM, with only four people. Seeing as how the average ice cream is less then $5, that's an assload. And I got my pants and shoes soaking wet with water while rinsing off the mats. Sigh. Well, now that parts over.

I think that last one is so me. If you ever see me at work, you have seen me dance to the oldies. Actually, it kind of looks exactly like that. DON'T JUDGE ME!!!!
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