Tuesday

finally

let's see, let's see. my day was not all that exciting, but i'll tell you aboout it anyway.

i took brady to the bus stop at 8:18. brady is my six-year-old nephew who just recently began kindergarten, lost his two bottom teeth, and sampled ice cream for the first time. he doesn't really like sweets; therefore, he is skinny and lucky. his favorite things include cars, especially mustangs, apple juice, transformers, and his aunt shanhan. she does like sweets; therefore, she is a lard ass. lately, brady feels more like my annoying (but still cute) little brother. i'm not sure why i chose to share that with you..

i went back to sleep for a few hours because in addition to a lard ass, i am a sloth.

i woke up at 10:48 and stared at powerpoints for my three online classes for a while. that was exciting, let me tell ya. took a quiz, signed out, and laid on my bed again. so now that makes me a slothy but educated lard ass.

okay, let's fast forward a little bit.

i got to work at 4:07. i was a little late as usual, but this has become customary; therefore, i don't get in trouble for it anymore. i thought i was waitressing tonight, but it turns out that poor little kristy overdosed on dayquil and tylenol (and probably midol too since aunt flow is visiting every woman at mamma lucia right now) today so she was feeling "a little loopy" and just needed to "nap it off" as she put it and couldn't work the counter. so they stuck me on carry out with andy, our manager with self-diagnosed adhd. he is always saying shit like, "HOW YOU DOIN!?" and "i like that! I LIKE THAT!" when he gets excited. it's entertaining and weird and embarrassing and i hope none of my future children turn out this way. so yeah, carry out. answer the phone, remind people that if they buy one pasta entree on a monday night, the second is $3.99, try not to screw up their order, bag it up, don't forget the salad and garlic bread because people will throw a hissy, and pray to the lord above that you get a buck or two out of the cheap clientele that likes to come to our restaurant. two eventful things happened at work: meghan made a stuffed crust pizza and covered herself in flour in the process (!!!) and some guy bitched and complained because there was a mysterious piece of plastic in his fettucini alfredo so he was boycotting mamma lucia and telling all of rockville, maryland to do so as well. dude. not cool.

after work, i went to burger king with adrian. it was the only thing open in the area, we were starrrvinggg, so we settled. actually, this bk had big screens and crap so it felt like we were at some fancy schmancy restaurant. like nobu! i enjoyed my plain grilled chicken sandwich and french fries, but then again, i was starving remember? the convo was good. we laughed a lot. my diet coke had just the right amount of carbonation. the only thing missing was honey mustard. it's just not a chicken sandwich without honey mustard.

i don't remember exactly what time i got home, but i know it was late. i checked facebook, myspace, and perez hilton, showered, then got to work on this because i promised lauren i would. it's now 4:44, and i have to be at work at 10:30 so i should probably call it a night.

so there's your play by play. i hope you enjoyed it as much as i did.

until next time,
shannon