so who celebrated the "holiday" yesterday? or so i was told at work numerous times. a friend walked into work and was like "so..how're you enjoyin the holiday?" i just laughed and was like "eh not too bad so far"but no i was a good doobie and didn't "celebrate" yesterday's holiday. no ma'am i just worked my ass off at work.
pulled in about 3:20 or so and just sat around..then work actually started and we were pretty busy all night long. i didn't mess anything up too much so it was all good. tho we had the big-wigs from corporate in and because of them the kitchen fucked up a bunch. it was odd normaly we [the servers] fuck up, but nope not this time.
so i worked, worked, and worked some more all i know by the time my shift was almost over i was damned tired. and of course like last week i got put up high on the list so i didn't get cut until late and then didn't get out of the damned place until like 12:30. needless to say i was fucking tired when i got home.
and all i did when i got home was change..stick around online for like 10-15 minutes..then crash like a champ. i was hoping to sleep really late as i was damned tired. but noo i woke up cause my fucking arms hurt, but not in any normal spot. the insides of my elbows are killing me, still are. and i have no idea why. but god is it annoying.
tho i thikn the reason i didn't really mind going home at midnight last night was two things 1] i didn't have to be at work butt-ass early today. and 2] i made an assload of money. which always makes ya feel better.
so hopefully tonight i'll make the same and really walk away with a nice tidy sum of money this weekend.
scud.
