Gloves off
so recently, i've found a hole new love and respect for troycifer. it's strange how funy encounters at panera make me truly analyze and appreciate things. I've started taking vitamins again. I've started back on birthcontrol even tho last time I did, it ate my skin (i still have scars.) I've started a whole new approach to eating and exercise. I'm trying to begin all over again. WSB (water street brewery) gave me a couple of opening shifts. I've worked my ass off for them and they've appreciated it. I got my openers. I'm proud of my accomplishment. The Trat is still the Trat. I might cut back to just bartending if they keep putting me in the North room. I make no money there and I end up running around like a chicken with my head cut off trying to help everyone else. I make 2.33 an hour and can't go home until 7:30... If they gave me a chance to prove myself I would. I took windows before I was done training and didn't fuck up. My check averages have been great. What more do they want? I help out like everyone else. Ive got Sean on my side... I need someone else.
it's kind of a smokey purple outside. Twilight. a beautiful time of day. It makes me shivery.
Then, all the lights turn ON.
it's kind of a smokey purple outside. Twilight. a beautiful time of day. It makes me shivery.
Then, all the lights turn ON.