jab

i'm a natural.

well, maybe. we'll see. last night was really cool. i'm sure doing something new period was part of it, combined with serving mostly people i know, but i felt unbelievably at home back there. highlights i can think of right now were a drunk guy with a 23 on his shirt going into the kitchen and coming out confused because it wasn't a bathroom, and oak and i inventing a new shot called the Olsen Twin. i prefer rumplemintz, but the important thing is that we created something new and gave it a stupid name.

i did feel kind of weird getting tipped out, since i was basically volunteering. i made 80 bucks. it's normally kingsimon's night to work solo and make his cash for the week, so i'm hoping he'll let me pay for everything of his at the lanes tonight. he probably won't, so my sneaky plan for that is to tip him 80 bucks next week when he's not looking.

so ya, i've always wanted to work at a bar and now i want to even more.

oh, so i go to work today and the guy i ask questions to when i get stuck tells me he bought tickets for Two Towers tomorrow at 10am. i'll probably be a little lost (never saw the first one) but it beats working. i don't think i've ever gone to a movie at 10am. in fact i know i haven't.