well, check me out – two posts in one day.
i’m sitting in my bar – aka – tap room – it’s loud in here, but i don’t mind it
i didn’t really have to work tonight, my parents asked me to be da boss lolz
therefore, i played the role of hostess & made sure our customers were happy – it’s 10:20pm & our kitchen is wrapping things up – night went damn well if i do say so myself.
it’s funny, cause i feel like this doesn’t really qualify as me working – i mean, i spent much of this afternoon talking to customers & making sure everything was okay – but i didn’t set tables, serve, clean, organize – nada
i don’t mind it – BUT then again, it’s not exactly like having the night off; nah’meen?!
i wish i could just lay in bed already – just lay, or close my eyes and sleep.
instead, i think i’ll keep sitting at the bar – pretend i don’t know anyone, and order myself a drink.
yeah – i might.
ps. this feels nice.