My friends suck.
No, really. They are terrible people. They made me cry...in public!
I love you guys...who wants to go with me to help pick out the corset?
For those who care, here's my
I had a great time working at Dickens. My first time working with the Beverage crew was quite the experience. I got to see lots of friends, and the bar kept the scary people far enough away that I could actually relax.
I made a lot of new friends, too. The crew at the Leather Bottle was cool -- the guys had just the right mix of lechery and harmlessness while the girls were all sweetness and light (gag, choke..did I just type that?).
Fun things that happened:
I sent flowers to Jeffrey. He ran off for an hour trying to find "the girl in red and black" who bought him the flowers. I was standing behing the counter at the bar he was managing. He was late for French Postcards because he couldn't find this mystery girl. He sat next to me and told me he was trying to find a girl in red and black (which I was wearing). When he realized it was me I nearly fell off the bleachers -- his surprise was priceless.
I helped out tending bar at the Swing Party on second weekend. I actually got to say "I'm evil and a bitch. Go away." That felt so liberating. I also met a very cool guy that night. I'll let you all guess who it was.
Third weekend, I nearly told a couple that they needed to by a sedative for their child. Jessa decided to censor me by way of a popsicle stick with "CENSORED" written on it. With that between my teeth, I was unable to say anything lewd, crude, or unnecessary. I was remakably quiet until I forcibly expelled the stick on the way home Sunday.
I got to ride on the forklift. Someone called me the "cute-butt boy."
Closing Sunday I arrived in time for the power to go out. Having gotten about 2.5 hrs of sleep the night before, I and a friend commandeered a section of bed in the Beverage area and dozed. I really didn't want to get up, but I did. Cute Beams and KimR came by and both told me Foo needed me, but I wasn't sure when I'd get a break. Grumpy, I decided to hide from the crowds by sitting in the corner and flirting madly with a rather attractive young man instead of taking my break. I sent a friend to tell Foo and KimR that i'd not be visiting on my break. Then I went back to work. Shortly thereafter, CB and Phran came to beg me to help Foo. Swearing, I stomped off to Dark Garden, where the Foo presented me with possibly the BEST holiday gift ever: a gift certificate for a Dark Garden custom corset. I cried. In public.