9.17.2004wtf?
you know, when i started looking for restaurant/bar jobs, every friggin' place i went into gave me the whole "oh, we just hired someone" routine. then, all of a sudden, like a nipple that excretes beer, i've become pleasantly surprised.
three different places want to hire me. il fornaio will be ready to hire me on monday, barring some ungodly act. the coral room, on 32nd street, first shot me down, and then called me up yesterday to see if i could come in because a couple of shifts opened up. i should've told them to go fuck themselves, but it's only a couple minutes from my house, so that would've just been stupid. lastly, the pour house in lodo asked me to work the door tomorrow night, and told me they would have some part time bartending stuff for me. that would be nice. has anyone hit up oktoberfest? is it any good? does it totally suck bee vomit? i am thinking about going on sunday... tonight, however, it's espnzone for me and the roomies. i, as you might know, am somewhat of a new york yankees fan. carrie, on the other hand, wastes her time and roots for the red sucks. marcello, well... he just likes to be a dick and roots against whatever team is winning at the time. it's ok, he's a phillies fan. god bless anyone who roots for a philly sports team... any yankees fans which would like to come down and cheer on the correct team are welcome to do so. any red sox fans which would like to watch their team fold like a cheap futon mattress are also invited. |
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