continuation on how men from new york suck ass

[freshlyminted]

Tonight I had my second terrible encounter with a dude. The first one was yesterday, but I won't go into it other than I got a refund on my movie ticket because I filled an entire paper front and back with things an employee said/did that were completely inappropriate that I could think of. Many of them were forgotten. There were just so many

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[freshlyminted]

It's like this old fashioned soda shop type place. I am basically a soda jerk. We make like weird ice cream soda drink things I didn't know existed like egg creams and cherry lime rickies. It's pretty cool except how in NY everyone wants lox on their bagel. Which makes me want to puke and die. I feel SO TERRIBLE. I can't control it. I try to hard to just suck it up and put a big slice of raw looking (is it actually raw?) fish on your perfectly good breakfast, but every time someone will say, "Are you okay, Molly?" Meh.
But yeah it's really cute--it has all these old photos of New York from the olden days all over the place, and books all about Brooklyn and New York's histories. There's those twirly diner stools at the counter and stuff. Only thing is it's SO SMALL! I made a joke to our boss about how he can't hire any fatties no matter how good their resume is, and he looked all guilty and admitted that he had to turn away some really nice and qualified girl, just because "it wouldn't work out logistically if there was going to ever be two people behind the counter... ha! I donno, we'll see how I like it after a while...