uh, akward anyone?

i went to my new fav hangout in town w/a gf tonight. oops, who do i run into but the guy i hooked up with from LAST weekend! ya, the same guy i went out with on wednesday & went skinny dipping with & haven't *really* talked to since then...ya, that guy.

we walk in & go up to the bar. immediately my gf goes "oh hey, there's so-and-so" and I roll my eyes and think "of course it is, who else would i run into?".

let me clarify, it's not that i *don't* want to see him again or had a bad time or anything. i just have been playing it very cool w/this guy. he is a nice guy & all, i just can't figure out if he's than into me or not. and i don't know if *i* am that into him. i just am not about to chase any guy or throw myself at anyone. if he wants to see me, he call give me a call. i'm done doing the work.

so we go over to him & he gives me the side hug. ok, that's weird. dude- you had your tongue in my pussy two days ago and i get the SIDE HUG??? fine, ok, i can deal with that. it is a little akward.

so we have small talk & then he goes back to join his party. very impersonal. i felt SO weird. was he brushing me off? is he here with someone else? does he want to see me again?

jesus, i felt like a chick!!! and i HATE that feeling.

when we left it was a little better. he said "oh aren't we going to that show next weekend?". (i had invited him to a play but i wasn't going to mention it again if he didn't bring it up.) i told him to give me a call.

i'll give him two days to call or he's fired.

i think it's time to hang up my apron

i was a nanosecond away from walking out the door of my lame server job today. now, why i still have this job escapes me. i am so over dealing with fat white trash, people who don't speak english, tourists, teenagers and high maintenence oc moms. blech! those people can fuck themselves!

after a series of irritants, i had had it. the final straw came with this table of 4 mexican teenagers, all ghetto'd out chola style.

they were completely rude, and i knew i wasn't going to get a tip. but i tried tobe nice anyway. when one of the little sluts demanded i get her a new soda i turned around and said "excuse me?!" with a horrified look on my face. she did that neck thing and said "i want a sprite NOT coke". i answered with "whatever" and then made her wait for 15 minutes for her damn soda.

after several other incidents, i just hated them and wanted them out of there. i was worried they weren't even going to pay, let alone tip.

so i see them leave their money & run out the door. they had left a note scribbled on a napkin that read "you suck". that was too much for me to take.

so i run after them into the mall courtyard. i yelled, "you know what? YOU suck!!! don't come back to my restaurant until you learn how to act in public! we don't need business from little brats like you. learn how to act, you little shits! if you can't afford to go out to eat stay home. you are trash! i hope you liked that "special" soda i made you"

(side note: no, i didn't spit in her soda, i just wanted her to think i did. hee hee)

oh man, i had a total meltdown. i guess that will teach them to not fuck with their waitresses!