| its a difficult thing to say, but someday you'd find out. I'd rather you hear it from me.
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| As you guys know I've been working as a hostess at this restaurant downtown for about a month now. The food is great and over all I'm pretty happy with everyone there. Sometimes the costumers however are something else.
These are just general guidelines for anyone who happens to eat out -mostly of things you should not be doing/saying…
First off: when you enter a restaurant and are greeted by the hostess please, please, please try to respond back. When you just look at me silently, all I'm seeing is an arrogant ass. Even a head nod is better then silence.
Second: if/ when they ask whether you have reservations don't respond by laughing and saying "ha this place is never been that busy!" cause bitch you just earned yourself the shitty table.
Third: If you seat your self, you should also remember to grab yourself a menu, and possibly a waiter.
Then there are the regulars…
There's this older man who comes in every now and then with his mother, whom I've gathered probably has some sort of dementia or alzheimer's (the first time I met them she kept asking me if we made french toast, it's a Italian restaurant) Anyway, today they made me want to cry. He recognized me immediately, greeted me and said, in that tone we use when we're talking to kids, 'that's the same girl as last time remember?' Her blank stare from me to him was her response. I looked at her son and his face held no hope for her. At that moment I felt this surge of fear and pity. I don't know what I would do if my grandma became like that, could I find the time to do those same things for her? Would I be a strong enough person to handle it? I can only hope. I really love her son for taking the time, to do something so nice for her. I know nothing about them really, except that her son really loves her. It's the sweetest thing to know about someone.
I'd also like to share that for the first time ever in my life I ate…wild boar ragu (it's pretty good), and it tasted pretty much like beef.
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| My heart just sank a little bit - why did I look up your myspace?
Things that should be bothering me aren't and the things that shouldn't are. I feel displaced without all my friends to celebrate tonight, but at least I've still got vicky to have fun with. Alas, here's hoping for a good halloween!
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| quick list of great birthday gifts!
Octopus project - hello avalanche
Miss Li cd
Saying Yes by jacob sullum
Rue Des Cascades - Yann Tiersen
War and Peace- Leo Tolstoy
the dark side by jane mayer
the devil we know by robert baer
free lunch by david clay johnston
the age of american unreason by Susan Jacoby.
Waiting for Columbus by Thomas Trofimuk
Await Your Reply: A Novel by Dan Chaon
any Kurt Vonnegut
Empire of the Senseless: A Novel
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