I get by with a little help from...?
Tonight was an excellent night at work. Probably the best ever, with the exception of the time the baby brother came in. It was the official patio opening, so there were a million people at Mongo. The Pizazz (Mike Hayes and Mike Severence's band) played a 2 little sets. Mike Hayes looked ADORABLE. He was wearing this pinstripe suit with a tie and dress shoes and aviator sunglasses. He was so unbelievable cute. I go up to him and go, "You know, you remind me of some undercover cop from the 80's. I'm just waiting for you to bust into "Sabotage" or something..." There was a small DC reunion who showed up to see Severance. I saw Alec Struthers, Jere, and Sandy. It was good to see them.
Then, I hear a "Whatsup baby?!" and knew that that could only come from one person, Mr. Hottie Hispanic himself. I turned around to see Alex Jurich, Hottie Hispanic, Tom, and tongue raper Paul, who all came in to see The Pizazz play. I flipped out when I saw them. I LOVE those boys, they totally made my day. TR Paul...*shudders* He hugged me and gave me that "Haaaaaayyy." It creeped me out a little bit. I was like "Um...I've gotta go work or something..."
So I walked in to greet my new table, and it was DIANA'S MOM! Crazy. They just so happened to be in my section. At first I couldn't remember where I knew her from, and then she goes, "I'm Diana's mom!" I'm like, "Mrs J! What's up?!"
My friend Jenna is fucking hilarious. She's more of a hornball than I am, which is amazing. Today we rated our managers (past and present) in order of who is Most to Least "do-able."
She goes, "Yeah...I'd do most of the guys in this place...but Rob. Oh, Rob." "Rob? Really? I always thought he was kind of goofy looking." "Yeah, but he's HUGE. He's what, 6'5 or something? Big hands, big feet, that guy is hung." "*Laughs* Hmm...good point. You know, he's Jewish too...all of the Jew boys I know are kinky." "I bet." "Jenna, you should walk up to him and go, "Rob, you can spin my dradel any time, baby." *cracks up* "Oh my God, I'm using that one!"
Then, just when I didn't think it could get any better...that guy from Creed and Joey Fatone walk in, independently of one another. The Joey look-a-like was pretty funny, but it was the Creed guy that killed me. He was sitting at the bar and I walked by singing "...with arms wide open." Steve, our GM, got the biggest kick out of it. He goes, "Lauren...oh my God. I bet he gets that all the time." "Steve, I couldn't pass up the opportunity, I mean, LOOK AT HIM! Hey, would I get fired if I walked up and told him, 'Hey, Jesus just called, he said he wants his hair back.'?" "*Laughs* That would be really funny, but yes, I would have to fire you for patronizing our guests..." "Damn!"
I made out like a bandit, considering that it was a Wednesday night. Man, I'm starting to dig work again. As long as I get paid well, I'm all for it. Mongo still blows ass most of the time though.
Today was not as bad as I thought it was going to be. I was so happy to see a lot of my friends that I haven't seen in a while. Although, there was one major bummer...I think I lost my best friend. I don't really know what happened, or where she went...but she's gone.
It's so strange. Sometimes I feel like I've stepped into a parallel universe. Right now is one of those times. You know when you're really happy about something, and then BAM! The sky just opens up and someone drops a brick on you? Right now is one of those times.
I met this girl 2 years ago. She was a high school acquaintance, a girl that I shared a lunch table with...and I figured I would never see her again after graduation. She had a graduation party and I decided to humor myself and show up. As it turns out, that party changed my life. I met a boy who I instantly fell in love with, and through him, I met a handful of his friends who ended up becoming some of the greatest friends I will ever have.
One of these friends is a girl who I love more than just about anyone. She's someone who I can talk to for hours, someone who I trust with my life, someone who I thought would stand by me through thick and thin. So, now the question is, why in the hell is she avoiding me like the plague? Meredith, I was joking about the SARS, I promise, I'm not contagious. I can't understand why you don't return my calls, or my IMs, or even acknowledge that I exist. None of this makes sense to me. I think I deserve some sort of explanation.
The best part is, an hour after I IM you, you respond with, "You should talk to Jon, he says that he would like to talk to you sometime." WHAAAAT? Jon is a little slut, why would I talk to him. That kid is nothing but trouble.
I've come to the conclusion that everyone has gone completely insane.
Somebody save me. Current Mood: confusedCurrent Music: Martin Sexton's cover of With A Little Help From My Friends