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Time for an update cause I can't sleep....cause of work, I have a horrible habit of not going to bed until past at least 3am...last night, it was 6am. :-P D'oh.
Things that are currently making me sad or mad:
My retarted boyfriend (don't tell him I said that). Freakin, we get in this hour long conversation about religion and all of a sudden I feel like hes backing me into a corner and preaching, something he knows that has consistently turned me off to organized religion and something he promised he'd never do to me. He apologized, but was being all irritable cause he had a long day. It sucked, I'm not gonna lie. But I still love the kid. And it's nice to know that we can both argue and debate our own stances on things, without it getting personal (uh, most of the time anyways). I would hate to have a relationship where both parties were too agreeable simply because they were afraid of pissing off the other person or something. You know what I mean.
Work. I used to love it, now I am almost starting to despise it. So, funny story. The "laidback" manager is going on a 9 day vacation to his "soul" (yea, he's weird) so we have the "mean" manager closing with us while the other's gone. Well, today, she came up with a little "game". In the restaurant business, we have a philsophy of "Full Hands In, Full Hands Out"....which pretty much means that you should always be keeping yourself busy with your tables and if not, you should be running other people's food or cleaning stations. Whomever got caught coming into the kitchen with empty hands had to run around carrying a giant-ass pineapple. If you got the pineapple, you were cursed with it until you found someone else walking in or out with empty hands. One of the girls, Andrea, walked in empty handed on purpose cause she thought it'd be funny. With this in mind, I figured she didn't give a shit whether or not anyone else walked around empty handed...so I did it in front of her, twice. Well, turns out, she cared. I got stuck with the damn thing for over an hour. Oddly enough, within that hour, I 20 percented on almost all my tips. The rest of the night sucks. The moral of the story...customers like watching their stupid waitress suffer. And it's a good conversation starter.
Stupid white trash rednecks or people that aren't getting laid enough. They are the WORST tippers ever. And they feel the need to take shit out on their waitress, just because. I am becoming a racist because of my job. I am also becoming cynical and bitter. 20 years too early.
The future. I hate not having control. Someone once called me a control freak. I don't know who it was, but it's probably true. I don't like not knowing where I'll be a year from now.
Things that are making me smile:
The fact that I finally get to go home this weekend. I need a vacation, bad. I think once I get a break from everything for a few days, going back to work will be pleasant again. It's weird that summer is stressing me out so much. Why is this?
I see my Brad in 15 days! FIFTEEN DAYS!!!!!!! This long distance stuff has definitely taken its toll on me the past 2 weeks. If I don't see him soon, I believe I may lose my mind.
The fact that my sweet kitten has been sleeping in my lap while I've typed out this livejournal entry. Sometimes, I swear, she's the only thing that is going to keep me consistently happy. Is that messed up?
My coworkers, one in particular. They have kept me sufficiently wasted for a good part of the summer, because this is what serving assholes will do to you ... make you want to drink. All the time. I realize this isn't healthy, but I don't give a rat's ass. At least I'm having fun!
The house. Enough said. I love having my own space and living with some of my closest friends. It rocks. A lot.
So that's pretty much it. My life consists of work and going to Bennigan's after work to get drunk, so I can get up and do it all over again. And occasionally hanging out with some friends in San Antonio, going to the river, or going to the bars. I am not an alcyholic. Just someone whose bored and looking for something to do.
And when I have time, I like to read one of the four books I have been trying to finish all summer, or clean my room.
Also, Vinh and I would like to try out for the Real World....together....I shit you not. Creative ideas for our 5 minute video is welcome.
And Ethan is a jerk for taking advantage of my gullible nature. Stupid shit. But he doesn't read this anyways so I don't know why I am insulting him.
Why am I still awake?
Things that are currently making me sad or mad:
My retarted boyfriend (don't tell him I said that). Freakin, we get in this hour long conversation about religion and all of a sudden I feel like hes backing me into a corner and preaching, something he knows that has consistently turned me off to organized religion and something he promised he'd never do to me. He apologized, but was being all irritable cause he had a long day. It sucked, I'm not gonna lie. But I still love the kid. And it's nice to know that we can both argue and debate our own stances on things, without it getting personal (uh, most of the time anyways). I would hate to have a relationship where both parties were too agreeable simply because they were afraid of pissing off the other person or something. You know what I mean.
Work. I used to love it, now I am almost starting to despise it. So, funny story. The "laidback" manager is going on a 9 day vacation to his "soul" (yea, he's weird) so we have the "mean" manager closing with us while the other's gone. Well, today, she came up with a little "game". In the restaurant business, we have a philsophy of "Full Hands In, Full Hands Out"....which pretty much means that you should always be keeping yourself busy with your tables and if not, you should be running other people's food or cleaning stations. Whomever got caught coming into the kitchen with empty hands had to run around carrying a giant-ass pineapple. If you got the pineapple, you were cursed with it until you found someone else walking in or out with empty hands. One of the girls, Andrea, walked in empty handed on purpose cause she thought it'd be funny. With this in mind, I figured she didn't give a shit whether or not anyone else walked around empty handed...so I did it in front of her, twice. Well, turns out, she cared. I got stuck with the damn thing for over an hour. Oddly enough, within that hour, I 20 percented on almost all my tips. The rest of the night sucks. The moral of the story...customers like watching their stupid waitress suffer. And it's a good conversation starter.
Stupid white trash rednecks or people that aren't getting laid enough. They are the WORST tippers ever. And they feel the need to take shit out on their waitress, just because. I am becoming a racist because of my job. I am also becoming cynical and bitter. 20 years too early.
The future. I hate not having control. Someone once called me a control freak. I don't know who it was, but it's probably true. I don't like not knowing where I'll be a year from now.
Things that are making me smile:
The fact that I finally get to go home this weekend. I need a vacation, bad. I think once I get a break from everything for a few days, going back to work will be pleasant again. It's weird that summer is stressing me out so much. Why is this?
I see my Brad in 15 days! FIFTEEN DAYS!!!!!!! This long distance stuff has definitely taken its toll on me the past 2 weeks. If I don't see him soon, I believe I may lose my mind.
The fact that my sweet kitten has been sleeping in my lap while I've typed out this livejournal entry. Sometimes, I swear, she's the only thing that is going to keep me consistently happy. Is that messed up?
My coworkers, one in particular. They have kept me sufficiently wasted for a good part of the summer, because this is what serving assholes will do to you ... make you want to drink. All the time. I realize this isn't healthy, but I don't give a rat's ass. At least I'm having fun!
The house. Enough said. I love having my own space and living with some of my closest friends. It rocks. A lot.
So that's pretty much it. My life consists of work and going to Bennigan's after work to get drunk, so I can get up and do it all over again. And occasionally hanging out with some friends in San Antonio, going to the river, or going to the bars. I am not an alcyholic. Just someone whose bored and looking for something to do.
And when I have time, I like to read one of the four books I have been trying to finish all summer, or clean my room.
Also, Vinh and I would like to try out for the Real World....together....I shit you not. Creative ideas for our 5 minute video is welcome.
And Ethan is a jerk for taking advantage of my gullible nature. Stupid shit. But he doesn't read this anyways so I don't know why I am insulting him.
Why am I still awake?