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i love being a server. perhaps i was an actual servant in another life? doubtful, i’d surely have been put to death far before i learned to like it.

today i really realized that perhaps, i have a knack for making people laugh … especially slightly drunk ones. not that this is hard … but convincing them that i’m not a total asshole at the same time … i feel maybe a little hard?

whatever. it made me feel a little bit … valuable. then again after spilling a full water glass down my shirt, breaking a glass, not knowing the difference between tonic and soda … of course in the end the guy wouldn’t have known if he was drinking water. not the point.

over-all… today was the hardest i’ve worked in … i don’t even know how long. i feel good.

it’s so depressing to know that i could never survive being truly lazy.

this proves it, i come from a working class sort of people. obviously first off because i’m irish (haha) and second off, i would have died to royal boredom!

~ by missvodkausa on 07.17.2009.