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Well, it was a pretty crazy weekend. Wednesday was my first night at Z103, it was pretty boring because I was just following Ashley around and felt like a moron. Friday night all hell broke loose and we did $4000 of liquor sales. With 3 (well, more like 2 1/2) bartenders and 2 cocktails. I walked out with $160, and I technically wasn't supposed to make any tips. Saturday night, I worked 8-close and made $180. My orientation for the hotel the bar is located in is tomorrow at 3. Wednesday at 3 I have my Applebee's orientation. And from then on, I plan on being tired, occupied, and totally loaded.
Ashley and I hung out with some guys we met at the bar, sat in the hot tub and drank a couple beers. I spent the whole night saying, "No, I won't make out with you." "No, I won't show you my boobs." Or then there was, "No, I don't have a boyfriend, I just don't want to make out with you."
God.
Drunk guys are only cool when they have girlfriends, because then they don't try to "tell me a secret" all the time. Ugh.
I could tell that all of the guys would be pretty cool when they're not drunk, though... so whatever... I wasn't planning on meeting anyone up here and I actually am... so that's cool.
But yesterday was pretty scary... my dad came into my job with a bloodsugar of 32, so I had to keep rushing to get him orange juice and pop... it took two full glasses of orange juice and some mello yello to get him back to normal :/ Really scary...
Ashley and I hung out with some guys we met at the bar, sat in the hot tub and drank a couple beers. I spent the whole night saying, "No, I won't make out with you." "No, I won't show you my boobs." Or then there was, "No, I don't have a boyfriend, I just don't want to make out with you."
God.
Drunk guys are only cool when they have girlfriends, because then they don't try to "tell me a secret" all the time. Ugh.
I could tell that all of the guys would be pretty cool when they're not drunk, though... so whatever... I wasn't planning on meeting anyone up here and I actually am... so that's cool.
But yesterday was pretty scary... my dad came into my job with a bloodsugar of 32, so I had to keep rushing to get him orange juice and pop... it took two full glasses of orange juice and some mello yello to get him back to normal :/ Really scary...