Every now and then, you’re bound to have a really slow night. Sometimes it’s slow, (at least around here) when Mother Nature decides to unleash her fury and dump 8 inches of snow on us in a single afternoon, and travel becomes very difficult. I’m only there because I have to be there , (and it's a really short drive) but for those who have a choice and venture out, I usually amuse myself by asking them a question, “Are you out tonight because you’re really brave, or are you just an ass hole?” Believe it or not, most people respond with the latter.
Then there are those times when weather doesn’t play a factor at all, like last night. It was just painfully slow. My first chosen activity was to polish all the wine glasses, there are about 70 of them, so that killed a small chunk of time. As you stand there and admire your handiwork….you know, looking at all the sparkling glasses as the light glistens off of them, looking at them from different angles to see different patterns of light….(I told you it was sloooooow) .and then your reverie is broken when one of the servers wants to actually use one of the glasses. Okay, now you find yourself getting irritated about the glass usage, the same as if you had just washed the kitchen floor and someone walked through with muddy shoes. Time to move on…..
My next chosen activity was stapler rehabilitation. Some staples had gotten jammed in it, a customer decided to try and fix it a couple of days ago, but just made the situation worse. After carefully studying the aforementioned stapler, I decided I could fix it if I could find a really small screwdriver. The only screwdriver I could find, wasn’t small enough, so that was a short lived activity. (Although I did try using a corkscrew and a fork before totally giving up.)
Then I said to hell with it, and decided to eat. After all, it was all-you-can-eat spaghetti night. This could last for a while.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
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