Tuesday, August 12, 2003

I do not wish to delve further into my brain at this time. I am already losing out on sleep and my appetite, which is taking its toll on my body as it is. Let's just say I feel like shit and leave it at that.

Last night at work was brutal. I had this party of 15 basketball girls. Only like 5 out of them ordered food, and they took up my whole section for my entire shift. I was so pissed. They were soooo friggin loud, and it took so long to get all their orders cuase they kept giggling and talking to eachother as I was just trying to do my job.
Plus another table I had gave me $75 dollars and just asked me to put the rest of her bill on her card. Her bill came to $92.35, so there was like $17.35 left to put on debit. I asked her politely what she would like me to punch in for the total (we have to add the tip in manually). She gave me a weird look, and said, "Just make it the difference... 17.35 is fine.... I just gave you $75 in cash.. you can keep the change for your tip."
But uhhhh... 75 + 17.35= 92.35 with no change, dumbass.
Feeling kind of awkward for trying to hint at my friggin tip, I punch in 17.35 as she continues to give me a strange look as if I were the stupid patron. Then she says, "fine just make it $18, since I don't like uneven bills... and you can keep the change from that too."
$0.65 is what I made on that table. Which means that I had to pay to friggin serve them. My patience for stupid people is wearing thin. Very thin indeed. I think I went home that night with a twitch in my left eye.

Today I met up with Becky for lunch at Dixie Park. I haven't been there in ages. We ran into Sinh and Angela... I hate running into people I know when I'm not with them...it's so awkward, and you don't know just how to end your conversation and get back to doing what you were doing without that weird hesitation. Anyway, I couldn't bring myself to tell her what was on my mind. I don't want to talk to anyone really.

Tonight I am going to Chris' house for BBQ tuesday. I think Hamdi's picking me up so we can get some bulk ice cream to bring. Afterward, we're going to play beach volleyball near AMC. Midnight beach volleyball is tellement fun. I need some fun.... no... I actually need to detox. Why do I speak in constant paradoxes?