I grow tired with each passing day that I not do this. Not only has my occupation become weary and bothersome, it has become some sort of a nightmare. And for that, I may have to deck the incessant and insistent patron one on the face. Might it cost me my job? Quite possibly, but I believe their management knows better because I am the only one in ( Read more... )

Today, I had naught but some scrambled eggs. They were very pleasing to my palate, especially with a sprinkle or two of black pepper. Not salt, but pepper. It was very delicious. It was best eaten warm because that, my friends, is the best way to eat scrambled eggs. Along with that, I had orange juice. Pulp was absent from this orange juice. Though ( Read more... )

I believe I am done. I feel bested, betrayed, disrespected, and shrugged off into ignorance. That is fine. I am only at fault for not listening to a certain old man. Forgive me.

A cold chill wishes to run down my spine. Though it not belong to myself, Diego, Phoenix, nor Miles.

It seems much more complicated than that.

Literal headaches are currently the bane of my existence. As I come to find some bills in my mailbox, I find that my cellular bill has somewhat skyrocket. All to the number belonging to (*insert cel# here*), which I can only imagine is Miles...

Perhaps I will let the pub know that I will not be making it tonight. Diego, how are you after all this

........Absurd. What in Venat's name has happened here?

Wow. I am so outie. Liek, work is totally killing me. It's so unfair. All these guys and girls are all checkin me out and giving me all the cat calls. But a lot of them are SOOO UGLY OMG. But yeah, I'm so outie. I have a man to come home to, even though he's liek... talking all weird! :O That is liek... totally weird. But you know what? That doesn' ( Read more... )

Hmm. It would seem that my presence is required elsewhere. Elsewhere meaning where it is deemed most important, and I don't intend to waste this person's time Diego.

All directives towards me will have to be put on hold, I'm afraid. Do forgive me.

Quality time is to be had, it looks like.

Well... It seems like chat rooms are yet the bane of our existence. They seem to provide much unneeded information, although such information seems to be freely shared. There will always be ones who disapprove of such actions, but yet we can do naught about them. Humes will speak their minds. There are consequences to this, however. While one hume ( Read more... )

While I normally have an awfully lovely night at the workplace, last night seems to be quite an exception. I've literally come to a point where I have thrown out patrons out of the pub. Am I to understand that aside from the bartending occupation, that I am to fight as well? I think it unwise to include such a descrption to my occupation ( Read more... )