aw gee. work's not going so well at the Absinthe pub. I forgot to restock pitas and tortillas, and also to make extra garlic bread on saturday night.
I got called into my boss' office this morning, was told I was taking advantage of the place, was dicking around, talking to my friends too much, and was generally not up to par. I was told to clean up my act or else. I did the head nodding thing, and throughout the whole session felt gradually worse and worse physically.
I went into the kitchen afterward, my hands shaking like leaves. I got tunnel vision, thought, "oh. no," and promptly fainted. CRAP.
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Aw shannon. Are you sure this is worth it?
You're the only person I know who reacts so physically to feelings. Fainting? What are we, hysterics?
(Freud would say you should probably get it on)
I say leave the place and get it on. Surely to God you can get another (better) job.
well, my (day) manager took me out a pubbing last night, and bought my drinks for the whole night. I reconciled with a few of the other staff, too. I'm stubborn. I want to do well.
oi.. you around this weekend?
call me please when you get this ok? or come on msn?
I need to talks to you!
Des.
760.6367
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