Crazy days and nights.

Sep 10, 2005 10:30

Worked till close yesterday. The problem with working in a coffee shop is that people confuse the term "barista" with "prostitute" -- we have a bunch of AA guys come in. One of them told me to show him my "tits" last night. 43 years old. I looked at him and said "You can't say that." I was making drinks behind the bar and was kind of busy when another regular (who admittedly is cute) stood at the bar and I asked him what he wanted and he said really quietly "to touch you."

And there's the problem with being asked MORE times since I've started this job "what happened to your arm" then I have heard about it all year. How am I supposed to be diplomatic with customers who want to form their own theories and want to have conversations about a very private matter. "Come on, it's fine, you can talk about it." Most of the time I say, "Long story. It's from when I was like 16. Doesn't matter." And sometimes they let it go and a lot of times people continute to pry. It's draining. I get it multiple times in a day.

Then my friend Nadia drove her car and got it stuck over this like 4 foot ledge last night and we had to call the tow truck at 3am. The tow truck couldn't fit into my parking lot so they had to go BACK, get wooden blocks, come back, jack the car up, put the wood under it, and then have her shift the car into reverse.

It was actually the funniest thing ever. We took pictures.

Yassmin is visiting me today. I have work from 7-close.
Need a vacation. Sigh.
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