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How do you tell your job that you're leaving for two or three months to go travel when you know you probably won't need to work there when you get back because you'll be in the army? Food for thought. Also leaning towards Air Force, and you know how I hate making decisions. Either way, I need a change and I'm itching for something amazing.
I've been so edgy at work last night I flipped out on this girl who's a supervisor some days, a waitress others. She's the kind of girl where you're not sure if you're friends with them.. because sometimes there's a good vibe, and others it's like you're the devil. So I stay away from her as much as I can. And last nite, she pulled some shit on me and I went off. I don't give a fuck who she is, and I've taken her shit for way too long. Apparently, I'm not the only one who's had issues.
Then, I count out. And it appears that I'm missing money. On your report, it tells you how much you made in charged tips. The money I was bringing home didn't even equal that, and without cash tips, that should be the minimum amount you're going home with. I was behind the bar for almost an hour helping Sue out because she was alone.. and I feel like maybe I lost some back there pulling an opener in and out of my pocket. Suckkked.
Tattoo probably next week. I just wanna get it done already. The anticipation is killer.
Me and Chelsea went to Long Beach the other night. The water was surprisingly warm, a perfect match with the chilling wind. The apartments down there go so cheap when the winter comes around I really want to look into getting one for a couple of months. But then I think how futile that would be when all I'd have to do is move again, so I decide against it.
Shower time, maybe poker tonight, give a call.
I've been so edgy at work last night I flipped out on this girl who's a supervisor some days, a waitress others. She's the kind of girl where you're not sure if you're friends with them.. because sometimes there's a good vibe, and others it's like you're the devil. So I stay away from her as much as I can. And last nite, she pulled some shit on me and I went off. I don't give a fuck who she is, and I've taken her shit for way too long. Apparently, I'm not the only one who's had issues.
Then, I count out. And it appears that I'm missing money. On your report, it tells you how much you made in charged tips. The money I was bringing home didn't even equal that, and without cash tips, that should be the minimum amount you're going home with. I was behind the bar for almost an hour helping Sue out because she was alone.. and I feel like maybe I lost some back there pulling an opener in and out of my pocket. Suckkked.
Tattoo probably next week. I just wanna get it done already. The anticipation is killer.
Me and Chelsea went to Long Beach the other night. The water was surprisingly warm, a perfect match with the chilling wind. The apartments down there go so cheap when the winter comes around I really want to look into getting one for a couple of months. But then I think how futile that would be when all I'd have to do is move again, so I decide against it.
Shower time, maybe poker tonight, give a call.