Right then.
I was SO happy this morning...was dreading going to work cause it was cold as hell and pouring down rain and I just did NOT want to get up and be chipper. So I get there and Andrew (manager) meets me at the door and is all "Hey, do you want to go home and just be a dinner today? We're full up and we haven't had any tables since we opened...an hour ago." Um...DUR. Of course I want to go home and not come back till 5!
So now I get to wrap some Christmas presents and sit around the house for a bit. YAY.
Fri. night was just...so odd. I read my tipsy post and realized that the weirdness between me and Thomas was SO not conveyed correctly. That was just...weird. His girlfriend was so drunk she didn't notice him flirting his ass off with me. And he was just...I dunno, you know sometimes you see a guy at a bar who's so sloppy drunk you feel sorry for him and you think he's probably really emotionally screwed up and that's why he tries to drink his problems away? Well, yeah. That was this. He's so obviously messed up. Mucho issues. But it's sad, really. If he got his shit together he could make something of himself. But nope. Anyways, he was just all over me. I felt really awkward about it. *scratches head*
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