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Monday, August 2, 2004
Your brain seems bruised in numb surprise.
I worked hard again at work today. So hard that the manager told me to leave an hour early. But I told her I'd have none of that, that I was staying until 10, when I was supposed to go.
I ended up being done busing about forty-five minutes early, if you count in the fact that I was waiting for these two groups of people to leave so I could bus those tables.
Since when those people finally left it still wasn't ten, I helped them close in the back. And then I left promptly at ten, as I said I would.
I did work very hard today. And busing got easier. I do have a bruise on my right arm, though, from caring the busing tray. And I also broke one plate because my tray was so full I could barely keep carrying it (the reason why I filled it so much was because there were only two tables left to bus, and they didn't want to have to wash two busing trays). It was no big deal though, I just sweeped it up.
And here I am. As you can tell, I'm too braindead to do anything, let alone write something amazing.
I have to go to the dentist tomorrow morning at 10 AM, so I have to get up earlier, so I'm going to sleep soon enough.
My parents are also coming home tomorrow. I kind of liked it around here without them for a while, it was nice.
I also bought two albums today at the mall. Muse's Showbiz and The Talking Heads' Stop Making Sense. I'll get to listening to those sometime.
I don't work for two days. Then, on Wednesday, I work straight till Sunday. All totalled together, I'll be working thirty hours next week. I should be able to handle it. It's not too bad. And it's getting easier.
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