May 25, 2010 14:48
Well, I started working a night job at this fancy restaurant place - entertaining people on the piano and stuff... I guess I just wanted to be able to buy nicer things for people, now that...well...they're here. If I know you well and you want a gift...you can come to my room and get it. Really I don't know if you'll like it so that's why I don't go to you... I think you'll know who you are.
I really should just give it to them...
I actually had thought no one was going to give me any tips or anything...I didn't even put a hat or a box or a jar or anything for them to leave money in. But I found the piano covered in bills once I had come back from the bathroom...surprisingly not all of them were ones either. :)
Also, does the manager or whoever always take a cut of the tips? He seems like a shady guy...