*brain fries*
Jun. 5th, 2005 11:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7Hurgh.
Puched in at 11:26 am.
Went to Jake's.
Spent busy day answering regular customer's concerned questions about where the regular girl was. (She has the day off for a family situation. She's fine. Her kids are fine. A friend of the family died. She still works here. She's doing OK. Don't worry. Jeez.)
Came back to cash office at 10:00 pm.
Deposited something over $900.
Pocketed about $150 in tips.
Was so tired had to focus real hard on driving home, almost like what I think driving drunk might be like.
Got home. Dave had watered the front lawn. Excellent.
Dave had changed the fishes' water. Al is back in the big tank. He and Gibson have been flaring at one another nonstop for hours. Shirley's been trying to flirt with Al and he's been ignoring her because he's so busy trying to out-manly Gibson. Poor little Gibson's like half his size and still won't quit. (Also, Gibson is quite stupid and has been flaring at Shirley when she tries to flirt with him. Durr. We think maybe he's gay.)
Dave had also decorated up the fishtank, so now all the fishes have film canisters with the bottoms cut out tied to the walls with fishing line so they can hide but be near the surface. So far they've just been hiding under them, which... doesn't work. (Go INTO the tube. We know you can do it. Come on!)
So, Al seems totally healthy and is acting completely like himself. We had thought he was swimming a little funny, but it was just because he wasn't used to such a small bowl. He really is quite a big fish, for a betta.
Dave had also...
MADE BROWNIES.
This man is the best ever. When I am not so tired, he will be rewarded. Oh yes he will.
In the meantime, I am going to eat another brownie and go to bed. I hurt ALL OVER. Yesterday I was on overtime for an hour and a half; today I was on overtime for two and a half hours. This had better be a good paycheck. Because I am TIRED.
Puched in at 11:26 am.
Went to Jake's.
Spent busy day answering regular customer's concerned questions about where the regular girl was. (She has the day off for a family situation. She's fine. Her kids are fine. A friend of the family died. She still works here. She's doing OK. Don't worry. Jeez.)
Came back to cash office at 10:00 pm.
Deposited something over $900.
Pocketed about $150 in tips.
Was so tired had to focus real hard on driving home, almost like what I think driving drunk might be like.
Got home. Dave had watered the front lawn. Excellent.
Dave had changed the fishes' water. Al is back in the big tank. He and Gibson have been flaring at one another nonstop for hours. Shirley's been trying to flirt with Al and he's been ignoring her because he's so busy trying to out-manly Gibson. Poor little Gibson's like half his size and still won't quit. (Also, Gibson is quite stupid and has been flaring at Shirley when she tries to flirt with him. Durr. We think maybe he's gay.)
Dave had also decorated up the fishtank, so now all the fishes have film canisters with the bottoms cut out tied to the walls with fishing line so they can hide but be near the surface. So far they've just been hiding under them, which... doesn't work. (Go INTO the tube. We know you can do it. Come on!)
So, Al seems totally healthy and is acting completely like himself. We had thought he was swimming a little funny, but it was just because he wasn't used to such a small bowl. He really is quite a big fish, for a betta.
Dave had also...
MADE BROWNIES.
This man is the best ever. When I am not so tired, he will be rewarded. Oh yes he will.
In the meantime, I am going to eat another brownie and go to bed. I hurt ALL OVER. Yesterday I was on overtime for an hour and a half; today I was on overtime for two and a half hours. This had better be a good paycheck. Because I am TIRED.
