October 20, 2012

  • Well I'm just not sure about anything right now. I just cleaned my mouth out from slurpee and ended up spitting up quite a bit of blood. My gums are inflamed. I think part of it is because I'm sick. I went in yesterday to earn some cash. I parked next to a sushi place on washington ave and I poured some quarters into the meter and realized I had no idea where I was. I started walking in the wrong direction but eventually figured it out and turned around. I went into the sports bar/grill and everybody was late coming in. I was there with maybe one or two other people. This other hostess shows up I find out she's only gonna be there from 11 to 2. She starts complaining and bitching about how she has to train me. She's so late that this other gal whose name is Hillary and she literally looks like a Hillary has already trained me a whole bunch. Hillary needs to eat more. Meanwhile, I talk to this black chick whose name I will never know (she's the other hostess the late one) and I learn that she has about 12 tattoos and they're all pretty bad. She thinks it is crazy I know Japanese and she starts telling me about ways to read erotic novels during work. I am bored out of my mind. I write a couple of pages into my novel and then realize that I have to put more quarters in my car. I have to go outside and put more quarters in my car every 2 hours. Also, I am standing by the door the whole time. I thought I was bundled up enough but I started feeling weary and I needed water and everything. All the girls are taking constant cigarette breaks. They all act like they've been here a thousand times and they know how to deal with the day. I am bored. My ex is texting me. I almost want to get back together with him right there because I'm so bored. I eat a free burger because I'm training. In the whole shift from 11 am to 10:30 pm, I had one small ten minute break. And the job was so easy. There was a big rush and everybody acted like it was a big deal but it was so easy. I had already decided to quit. I was hell bent on it. I honest don't even think I could be a waitress at this point. I'm starting to reconsider the idea immensely. (this is in regards to my interview this monday with the drunken fish.) Anyway, I have one really attractive girl whose face is CAKED in foundation tell me about how I should try to get a job serving instead of hostessing and then I'll get a lot of money. I am like okay okay sure. I am never going to see you again. Later in the evening, these guys are starting to hit on me. One is like a cook or dish cleaner the other was like a bouncer. They were both fucking horrid. I couldn't wait to quit. I was forced to watch the baseball game which was terrible. I kept being harped at by everybody that I should sit down. I didn't sit down. It would've been so boring. What, are my legs broken? I stayed up. The door kept opening. I was so thirsty. I knew I would be getting a cold. I felt it. I didn't care. A lady told me she thought I was wonderful because I smiled at everybody who opened the door. It made me cry so I had to go to the bathroom for a bit. I hate it when people are nice to me on my worst day. I kept dreaming about leaving. They kept saying I could go soon. It wasn't ever happening. Finally, Shamus asked me if I was going to stay and I said no I am not going to come in tomorrow I do not want this job please make this end. He said after I seated one last couple I could go and I did and then I grabbed everything and ran for the door. The two guys who hit on me all night were there and two groups hoping to be seated and I ran past them. I got to my car and quickly got out my cigarettes. I started driving into heavy traffic-everybody was leaving the stadium. I smoked one, two, three cigarettes. I was stuck behind a bunch of cars and these older well-to-do baseball fans from chesterfield asked for a ride. I said "uhhh" and they got in my car. I drove them back to the street I had just left and they gave me twenty dollars. I accidentally had the air conditioning on and didn't even notice. I was in shock. I drove back to west county and hung out with sam and drank beers. That was my night.