11/10

So this weekend blew. Firday night at work, my other waitress, and busgirl called out. So thinking it wasnt going to be too busy i thought i could handle it. Six o'clock came around and eventually a table came in. Ok.... then another... so that was fine... then another.. ok yay... and about 7 walked in the door. Nine tables at once... ya i havn't seen work that busy in a long time. I was running like crazy and not to mention we were out of about everything. By the end of the night i counted 15 tables in all by myself making drinks myself and everything but their meal. I wanted to die. Then i went out with my BF and his dad. i couldn't keep my eyes open. But it was worth it i guess.