The devils of truth steal the souls of the free

May 24, 2007 02:31

So there was a fire at the bar tonight.

Except way less dramatic than I just made it sound. Some water was spilled over a socket, and dripped down to the main fuses, and it caught on fire. It was immediately put out, no worries there. Still, the electricity was completely cut off, the whole electric installation was shot to hell, and of course we had to ask everybody to get out of the bar.

Which clearly means, to most people, PLEASE LEAVE WITHOUT PAYING WE DON'T MIND NO NO NOT AT ALL. One of my tables stuck around, and I think it's because they weren't sure what was going on.

I hate people, tonight.

We had to do the dishes with cold water, in vats, on the floor. Each waitress had at least 100 euros missing. We're just hoping they won't take that back from our salary because this was seriously not our fault.

In other news, was that what everybody was dying to see happen in Heroes or what? (I'm talking strictly Petrelliwise.) Yes, I cried. Surpriiise.

coup de gueule, heroes, my life is so interesting

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