Oh, so yesterday kind of sucked.

First, KU lost, against texas tech. Right before work. Who looses to texas tech?!!?

Then, i realized, i'm still on the rebound from J, which kind of pathetic to still be in love with someone that was that trashy to you after.. what, two months??! three? Pathetic.

Then I go to work and loose faith in humanity....... and by that i mean, some of the waiters i thought weren't greedy, mean, sonsofbitches. Yeah. This guy at work, Technicolor we'll call him, he had a shitty section, like just shitty, and there was no way I could have sat it in such a rotation that I sat the other sections. Like seriously his section opened up like normal at 850ish. I had two reservations coming in I was going to seat there, and he comes up to me and like, pounds me about him not having enough tables that night. Then he has the nerve to tell me he's just trying to help me do my job better. EXCUSE ME??!! He has NEVER been a host at our restaurant! sometimes sections are weird! Its a hard job to do because waiters can get annoyed, but they dont understand that you have two people on hold on the phone, three groups waiting to sit and a customer trying to move from one table to another. So after I told him that he cant tell me how to do MY job better, he went away and talked to B, another waiter. Meanwhile I talked to my boss who was like yeah, there isnt really anything you could have done and thought i was doing a good job, because I usually work with another host but he was serving that night. my boss asked if I wanted to go home at nine and I said no because I Techni was mad at me and I wanted to seat these tables for him.  So B came over me to tell me basically the same thing Techni did, but excuse me? if you really had that much pity for him, you could have given him one of your tables earlier tonight no problem. And then, THEN Techni says you have to communicate with us so we can figure something out. EXCUSE ME? if your SECTION isnt getting enough people because you dont have TABLES none of that, is something that YOU shouldn't know before me!!!! and its not MY job to communicate between the waiters and tell them to give up tables for you. Whatever. So they were both like pounding me, so finally i was on the verge of tears and when they left went to ask my boss if I could leave (it was like ten to nine) and he said yeah, cuz he's nice. So the person I usually work with saw me leaving and I told him to kick techni in the balls next time he got the chance, being cute and gay he said "oh dont worry honey, i will!"

Cried on the way home, called peter who was like, i'm going to a high class martini party. And I was like, hmm, no.. i need to drink and vent... so i called andrew and he was like yeah totally, so yeah, i got smashed, like beyond smashed, three beers and some shots of some weird stuff from south africa that kind of tasted like... chocolate milk or egg nogg or something? It was strong... and champaign..... I haven't drunk that much in such a lonnnggg time. Now i have a killer hang over.

And that is why.