Actually, there is a fire-breather employed with us, but he doesn’t start until next week so ya.
It would be fun and awesome except for the fact that after working until 4 am I have to wake up and head to my other job in the morning. Oh and the fact that I’m not eighteen anymore so my body is all “what the shit are you doing to me?” and my wallet is all “hey remember those bills you still haven’t paid?”. See, I’m too busy working at making money so I don’t have time to get to the bank to deposit that money so I can pay those bills.
It’s a Catch-22
Speaking of wallets, have you ever lost something and completely freaked out only to realize that you actually had it the whole time? No? Me neither…
Ya, except yesterday when I got done work and went to put my tips in my wallet only to realize my wallet was not there. I had checked my wallet that morning to see how much money I had left over from the night before ($100 – pretty good) so I knew I hadn’t left it somewhere random.
I proceeded to tear apart the staff room, cry my eyes out, ask “who would do something like this a WEEK before Christmas??” and say things like: “I just don’t understand! I get along with everyone here, who would do this to me?”
After my manager bought me a glass of wine and some lunch, I headed home only to see my wallet sitting on my bed. Right where I left it after I checked my balance.