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Wow. I have been super busy these days. I have been maintaining my awesome grades and working 45 hours a week consistently. Sometimes I get super tired, but for the most part I'm okay.
Okay. Story time. I have a really odd stalker. On Saturday, this old guy and his son (who is 28) came in and sat at the bar. At one point the dad calls me over and asks me if I'd like to meet a nice guy. The son told his dad to shut up leading me to believe that his son was the nice guy. Dad carries on about how great his son is...he's smart, funny, and makes a lot of money. They ask me a million questions about myself and they both seem generally interested in my life. They leave me a pretty nice tip. On Tuesday I bartend again for lunch. The dad comes in again. He tells me he's there to see me. I thought he was kidding so I laughed. He said he was serious. He gets a beer that he barely drinks and a french onion soup that he has about two spoonfuls of. He talks forever and ever and ever about both of his sons. I told him I had a boyfriend, but he said that didn't matter. He said his son had thought I was attractive and he wanted to see his sons marry a girl like me. It was all very odd. In any case, I hope he doesn't come back, although he said he would. He's an extremely persistent type. Working at a bar is so silly. People think you're a lot hotter than you actually are.
I went to felicia's last night for tayzia's birthday. I love tayzia and I'm happy she's finally 21. I felt like the whole night was something out of a dream. It was really weird. We go to the breakfast club tonight.
After felicia's, I went to chuck's house. He was in a really, really bad mood. It made me upset and I got really frustrated because I didn't know what was going on. He apologized a million times though and explained himself. Then I felt bad.
AC tomorrow. I have the whole weekend off and I'm happy. I'm poor....but happy.
Okay. Story time. I have a really odd stalker. On Saturday, this old guy and his son (who is 28) came in and sat at the bar. At one point the dad calls me over and asks me if I'd like to meet a nice guy. The son told his dad to shut up leading me to believe that his son was the nice guy. Dad carries on about how great his son is...he's smart, funny, and makes a lot of money. They ask me a million questions about myself and they both seem generally interested in my life. They leave me a pretty nice tip. On Tuesday I bartend again for lunch. The dad comes in again. He tells me he's there to see me. I thought he was kidding so I laughed. He said he was serious. He gets a beer that he barely drinks and a french onion soup that he has about two spoonfuls of. He talks forever and ever and ever about both of his sons. I told him I had a boyfriend, but he said that didn't matter. He said his son had thought I was attractive and he wanted to see his sons marry a girl like me. It was all very odd. In any case, I hope he doesn't come back, although he said he would. He's an extremely persistent type. Working at a bar is so silly. People think you're a lot hotter than you actually are.
I went to felicia's last night for tayzia's birthday. I love tayzia and I'm happy she's finally 21. I felt like the whole night was something out of a dream. It was really weird. We go to the breakfast club tonight.
After felicia's, I went to chuck's house. He was in a really, really bad mood. It made me upset and I got really frustrated because I didn't know what was going on. He apologized a million times though and explained himself. Then I felt bad.
AC tomorrow. I have the whole weekend off and I'm happy. I'm poor....but happy.