Two of the worst days at the restuarant. Three tables for me each day. About $5 in tips. One of my tables today though, gave me $20 tip on a $12 check. I am taken care of, every day.
It's Friday night. The soontobedrunks actually started arriving yesterday. But guess what? A friend who I work with, who has no car, said I could park in her parking space at her apartment building. And it is close by, quiet, I think, and covered! I get to sleep on my air matress for the next two nights, whether it rains or not! Woohoo! Of course nothing is free, maybe mosquitos, maybe neighbors, we will see, but it beats having kids walk by and wake me up when they notice someone is sleeping in that truck.
I can feel things moving at the restuarant. Nothing noticable yet, but sometimes there is a sort of static quality that tells you change is comming. Again, we will see.
I didn't run today. I have for the past three days, and I will again tomorrow. Today I slept the extra hour because I knew my coffee time would be cut short, and I expected to be working a double. Fortunately, reason prevailed, the restuarant is staffed about right tonight instead of over-staffed, and I get my beach and blog time. Feels like people are here, so maybe I will make some money tomorrow. I still have one more bill, a parking ticket, a final utility payment, and I need to wash clothes and get a haircut. I'm not worried, god knows what I need before I do. Oh yeah, and I have switched back to light cigarettes, and continue to keep it in my mind that I intend to quit soon.
Lifeguard off duty... I like that.
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