I was a busser today. I was a brave busser. Last time I bussed I broke a cup, spilled orange juice across my face and body with the hostess and a table of three sat and watched cooing...oohhh...., and ended up in a shirt that appearently made it look as if I just "rolled out of my mans bed" that or white trash man with a small head. I was going to do better today.
I get an 8 out of 10, I only broke one cup and only cleared only one table before the people left. My face was not read for twenty minutes and I wasn't glad I wore deodorant. (I'm really proud of spelling deodorant, I had to think about it.)
Afterward I tempted cancer for a while, went home, watched spanish soap operas with the Belvedres housekeeper, watched Jumanji with Ray( my creepy maintenence man), and took a shower.
I liked today.
I get an 8 out of 10, I only broke one cup and only cleared only one table before the people left. My face was not read for twenty minutes and I wasn't glad I wore deodorant. (I'm really proud of spelling deodorant, I had to think about it.)
Afterward I tempted cancer for a while, went home, watched spanish soap operas with the Belvedres housekeeper, watched Jumanji with Ray( my creepy maintenence man), and took a shower.
I liked today.
Went to Incubus. Freaking love....
Theres a picture.
I was told that the guy in the picture was someone from the band, He autographed my foot after the picture was taken.
Theres a picture.
I was told that the guy in the picture was someone from the band, He autographed my foot after the picture was taken.
More pictures once Lucas sends them to me.