Sunday, October 14, 2012

The Place


I'm not going to lie; my job sucks. At the same time though it’s the sickest job you can have. For every bad aspect, follows a good one. To start, I work in an underground dance club. No. don’t get the idea that it’s some trendy sub culture back door no sign kind of place where you need to know a guy to get you in. Instead’ imagine loud dance music blasting you in the face and you can’t see where it’s coming from or how to get away from it and you’re in a basement. The saving grace of all this is that it’s stocked to the ceiling with booze.     

Saturday, October 13, 2012

the good with the bad

I've been at my current job for coming on a year and I've seen a lot of waitress come and go. There have been some good and bad ones,   which isn't unheard of. I get along really well with my coworkers and chill outside of work with a lot of them. For me it's key to have a good time with the people you work with. But there's this one waitress that's special. When she started working she was very nice and pleasant to work with and after 10/12 weeks she no longer has the easy going vibe. Nowadays the only time she talks to me is when there's vomit or broken glass to clean up.   

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Mushrooms

One of the first things I learnt as a busboy is that waitresses are like mushrooms, you keep them in the dark and feed them shit.