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Work didn't go over so badly, as I thought it would.
I got there around five, and immediately my section was full and non-stop busy until about eight. I made approximately 21 dollars in tip money. Woot. That's a big change from Saturday where I made 4. I also have a huge fucking welt (about five inches long) on my ass from Lawrence. He snapped me with a towel (and left the welt obviously) so I took a dirty icecream-y rag and shoved it in his face and all over his arms. Hah. :] Felt good about that one.
I came home and talked to Diz. Definately excellent...-sigh- Infatuation. Today was such a good day, compared to the shittiness that was all weekend. Speaking of, I had to talk to Vohn today and it was very awkward. I also am not speaking to Michael; we're playing a ridiculous game of 'phone tag' which really needs to stop. And by stopping I mean, never speaking again. I could really care less if he went to Alt. Ed tomorrow and we never talked again except for the occassional 'howdy you ungrateful asshole/bitch'. Yeah. Moving on...
Diz was compassionate towards my weekend. Definately made me not care about anything that was going on.
Ah, age is such a stupid thing. >:O