confused idiot
@ 12:44 pm on February 02, 2005

Work last night was difficult for many different reasons. It was deffinately the busiest night I've seen at Howard's. The Harley club was there and a bunch of European snobs came in for a party.

I was working non-stop for the first time. I guess it distracted me, which is always good and welcome.

Yesterday was payday too, and I forgot to pick up my paycheck.

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Warren came in to see me at the beginning of my shift. I was nervous and really didn't know what to say. I was just kind of like "Hi! look at me, I'm an idiot rolling silverwear."
I didn't want Tonya [my manager] to get mad at me so I tried to look as busy as I could while I talked to Warren. I think he said something about me being sexy...but that could have just been my imagination too.

I have to stand on my tiptoes to hug him right. Its deffinately a first since I'm almost 5 foot 9.

He was only there for about 10 minutes max.

About two hours later this creepy guy came in and I sat him. Something about him just seemed kind of shifty. Its hard to explain.
I sat him and told Christina I just sat her section and she told me to give it to Steve.

I gave it to Steve...

Steve goes up to this guy and he's pissed as hell. I don't know what the fuck is going on.
Steve is just talking to this guy like he's a piece of human shit... I tried to stay out of it and keep my distance.

Apparently this shifty guy had been in there before and stolen a $50.00 meal. Steve even tried to run after him to get his money... the guy frickin ran from Steve.

So Steve has this guy backed into a corner booth and he's bitching at him about how his meal came out of his tips for the night. The guy looks terrified but I didn't feel sorry for him.

I walked by to go get more silverwear to roll and Steve tells me to go tell Tonya to call the cops. I do so...

There's all this drama where the guy tries to get out of the booth past Steve and he does succeed and runs out the front door. Steve, Jordan, Joe, and Robert run after the guy.

I'm just kind of laughing inside thinking that he has no chance in hell.

So the cops came and ticketed the guy. He's supposed to come in today at 2 to pay his debt and then he is never to return to the restaurant again.

I'm sure he has a court date...

My shift ends and I go to look at my scedule and I'm posted to work every night this week. I get Sunday and Monday off...whoopee...thanks guys!

School was really boring today. It has been since that asshole principal of mine made me switch classes so I wouldn't be with Christina anymore.
Christina and I still entertain ourselves. Today we wrote this story together about a unicorn that had shit for its horn and Jewish people and fat children fit into the scenerio somewhere in there. Great stuff...

I even called a story time in English class to read it. I couldn't get past the first sentence without cracking up so Ashley read it for me.
Forbes walks in and thinks its a racist story about Jewish people. I joke about Jewish people all the time...my cousins are Jewish and they joke about Jewish people for gods sakes! She takes Christina's story and has the audacity to throw it away. I was like 'you bitch, you just threw away a masterpiece!'
I didn't really say that - but it was what I was thinking.

So I snuck over to the trashcan and retrieved it. Dirty but unharmed. Once we finish writing the story - god knows when it will end - I will post it in here. You may never read my diary again...but at least I had a good time writing it. My mission in life is to make people sick, irritated, and feel an awkwardness about them in the pit of their stomaches.

So I'm home now, waiting until 5 rolls around. I got this email from Warren a little while ago...I'm still trying to figure out what to do about that situation. I just really want someone to love - but at the same time I want to be alone and meander through this thick shitty diarrea I call life.

Actually, you know what? I'm glad I'm working this weekend...its probably better that way so I don't have to feel bad that I'm not doing anything with my friends and I won't be sitting home alone watching Oprah Winfrey on my TiVo.

Yeah anyways, on to the Warren email:

there is a couple of other things i'd really like to try with you.
they require flexability, stamina, and a high tolerance for pain. so
gues what i am doing thursday...i am going shopping for a new vehicle.
i currently drive a '98 F-150, but the poor thing is coming to its
end. so i am looking at buying a F-250 diesel or a GMC Yukon Denali, i
haven't decided quite yet. either one will have more spread out room,
*wink*...

You never did tell me what you would like out of this reltionship,
both for right now and long-term, that is if you continue to like what
you see. honey i am up for just about anything, i don't really want to
jump in to another relationship. my enitre life has been one
relationship after another. i think the longest i have ever gone
without a girlfriend was 3 weeks, and that does not leave a lot of
room for me time. i would lov to be friends, a little more if you'd
like, but i need to re-focus on my career and would like to buy a
house by june if at all possible. then you can come over and help me
break in the new house. back to us...if an exclusive booty call is all
you're looking for with emotional attachment, that is fine, i've been
those before, they're alright, but at this point in time all ii need
is friends. if you and i become more, so be it. ust as long as you
know where i stand.

you are a beautiful woman that deserves a life with plenty of
blissfulness and happiness. if i bring that to you, lucky me.
regardless, know that when i go to bed at night and when i wake up in
the morning, your always on my mind. the only thing that would be
better is if you were lying next to me. talk to you later sweetheart.

i want to ask a very personal question...let me know if it is okay to
ask...

warren
I just responded saying that I never know what I want... nice...


interesting stuff. now I want to choke myself with a piece of moldy salami to end this torturous non-ending confusion. Goodbye.

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