Oct 19, 2003 22:59
Unhealthy amounts of time spent at work. Tips mean I can go from the eating-friends'-cheetos-and-frozen-vegetables-in-their-apartment-once-a-day tax bracket to the wow-i-can-put-hummus-AND-blue-cheese-in-my-sandwich tax bracket. Work is grotesquely fascinating. We have all the devices of a stereotypical Corporate Restaurant. Suave and authoritative Midlle Eastern head manager. Pricky white assistant manager. Bulgarian immigrant waitress. Distrubingly handsome sickly blue eyed could-be-a-serial-killer waiter who calls me Princess. Neurotic short closeted-gay Hispanic waiter. Redheaded lady bartender in her late 40s with bad teeth. Short plump southern-accented blond chick bartender who insists on euphemizing waiters as "servers" and customers as "guests" and tells me we're not allowed to chew gum.
More later. library is closing.