Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Not So Good Monday
Almost every day for the past week, we've missed the bus and I've been later than I have wanted to be for work. Two people were having birthdays at work, so we went to the Olive Garden for lunch. Our waiter was super-fast, super-hyper, and smelled good. He didn't care how close he got to anyone to lean over to put cheese on our food. A waitress was in training with him and she was twirling her hair.
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At times like this, I don't like my job. Why does this have to be my crisis? Why does it have to put me in a bad mood and make me feel awkward and uncomfortable the rest of the day?
Because you are nice.
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