I think half the time I write in here I really do so just to have some sort of pretend 'human' connection. You know what I'm talking about.
Tonight was a good night. I made lots of money. I was told I was a "really good server." I got a paycheck (two, to be exact). But I also got called out on my lack of professionalism. Oops. Looks like I'll have to make some apologies tomorrow morning. The good news is, I won't be training any more new girls anytime soon.
I've been coughing most of the night. I keep telling myself that it's really just from the smokey fire. If I get sick, I'm kicking my body's ass. Seriously. If it screws up my fantastic weekend, I'm gonna decapitate myself and live the rest of my life sans a body. My body will rot somewhere. My head will become world-renowed.
Ok, I can't type straight. Plus, I have to be at work in 8 and a half hours to do it all over again. Fun times. Noodle salad.
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