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PS Part Two
Monday, February 07, 2005
I have to put a little PS on last night's entry. I spent the entire entry complaining and, actually, the end of work last night was pretty damn funny. I'm so busy being wrapped up in the drama of these 4 people attacking me, and of one person being a total ass, that I didn't at all say that most of work was spent having a pretty good time.

We were DEAD last night. When I came in we were a little busy, Jamie had to stay and help me out till the actual end of her shift. We had a group of 25, which we knew about, come in at 3 and they weren't a problem at all because we only had about two other tables in the whole restaurant.

At first when Dustin came in and I tried to talk to him I felt pretty shitty. Do I really need that? Not so much. Benji and Christie... actually, everyone, was trying to cheer me up and make me laugh. There are good people at Perkins. Anyway, next thing I know Bryan, our busser, who is cool as hell, puts in a Jackson 5 CD for the cooks to listen to and we're all on the line dancing and goofing off and singing along. Bryan has a coffee filter on his head like a hat and we're just grooving. Oh my gosh it was pretty damn funny. Then Bryan, Christina, and I are talking about how we're only going to serve turkey at Perkins. We kept trying to get Dustin to take a to go order and tell the customer that all we have is turkey with a side of turkey and puree turkey for a turkey shake. For some reason Dustin wouldn't do that. God he was cranky last night. Get that stick out of your ass, Dustin, and stop being a fucking child. Anyway. THEN we're sitting around talking about wether or not the phone plays Muzak when you put someone on hold. We couldn't remember so I called Perkins from my cell and Bryan answered. After being put on hold and finding out there were only little clicky sounds, Bryan took me off hold and I ordered the FUNNIEST food, just really picky shit like a chef breadbowl but without EVERYTHING except lettuce... even without the breadbowl, lol. And, of course, turkey with a side of turkey, hehe." And Francis came in, which just added to the mayhem. He keeps introducing me as his stalking victim and I just think it's hilarious. Go Francis!

So whatever. I'm going to stop hanging out with people from work because all they are is drama and it's annoying. I don't like coming into work and having to go into the breakroom to cry because of some shit that happened outside of work. It's unprofessional and I can't stand that. I'm going to start looking for a new job. Yeah.

Rich called me on my cell last night and ordered 25 chef breadbowls. Rich, you can only order turkey with a side of turkey. I'm sorry. Anyway, drinks or coffee or something on Wednesday and then dinner with Shannon on Thursday.

Oh and I have some pretty cool news. My friend Doug, who's a photographer, is coming here on the 19th to take pictures of me. Really sexy pictures, hehe. I'm super excited, I really want them to look awesome. I'm a little nervous but I'm sure it'll be okay, especially since I know Doug so it'll help me to feel a little bit comfortable. So for the next 12 days I'm going to try to eat really well and all that good stuff so the pics will look really good. Yay for photography!!

Sooooooooooooooooo it's almost time for classes, joy. More soon!
8:13 AM


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I'm just a girl trying to find my place in the world. I don't claim to be perfect and I don't expect anyone in my life to try to be that way either. I try to keep only good, positive and trustworthy people around me. I've been burned in the past but right now I feel like things are pretty good. I'm in the middle of re-applying to school, I work full time at Caribou Coffee and in between I just want to have fun. I am only 23, after all, and I want to live it up. Like what you see? Feel free to read more.

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