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Today was pretty good I guess. I woke up and went to work, ended up splitting a party of 30 people with someone, split a 60 tip off the table, so I made 30 dollars at lunch. In between shifts me and Robert went to check out this car I'm gonna buy, test drove it and what not, I can't wait to start work on this car. :) Went back into work at 5:00, not too busy, but i kept moving tonight. *Jennifer* and chasity came in to see me and sat at one of my tables for an hour or so, seeing Jenn was, as always, great. The ENTIRE time she was there she was all I could think about, I continuously caught myself looking over at her laugh with Chasity, watching her smile. It was good to see chaschas again too, gotta love her. 11:00 came around and I left with a total of 85.00 for the day, not bad. If you think about it, when I work doubles like this, it is a 12 hour shift with a 3 hour lunch. For a monday, thats pretty good, I can't wait till Friday night, I NEED to bust my ass and make some dough...The only time I got to talk to Jennifer tonight was when she called about 11:45 to tell me goodnight :) anyway, I have to be back into work in the morning at 11 so, nite.
Oh, one more thing... The weirdest thing happened to me at work tonight, right after Jenn left, someone left me their phone number on their credit card reciept. I was cleaning the table off, picked up the ticket and saw a 7.50 tip on an 11.00 meal. I was like, woah, thats awesome. Then I noticed at the bottom, there was a phone number. Any other time, this would have made me feel GREAT, but... god I don't want to say it... it was a fucking GUY... ::shoots self:: (Jenn, it was one of the 4 guys at the end of the row of booths, the way you were facing, you saw them I'm sure)
::barf:: :)
Oh, one more thing... The weirdest thing happened to me at work tonight, right after Jenn left, someone left me their phone number on their credit card reciept. I was cleaning the table off, picked up the ticket and saw a 7.50 tip on an 11.00 meal. I was like, woah, thats awesome. Then I noticed at the bottom, there was a phone number. Any other time, this would have made me feel GREAT, but... god I don't want to say it... it was a fucking GUY... ::shoots self:: (Jenn, it was one of the 4 guys at the end of the row of booths, the way you were facing, you saw them I'm sure)
::barf:: :)