|All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy|
I've linked this entire post to a page that made me laugh tonight. Overkill, I know. Maybe it was my mood. Maybe because a crowd of people refused to leave and made the restaurant look full and bustling. Maybe because another crowd of people showed up at ten minutes to closing tonight with huge orders and also stayed. Maybe it was the loud-mouthed, former employee who felt the need tell me in great detail that she had an emergency C-section and would have died, she and the baby, but was released a day after having this surgery (as IF!), and then outlining for me the entire extent of her stitches and staples and yada yada miracle baby yada yada he's perfect and I had to listen to that shit like I cared? Or maybe it was the EMS guys who arrived after closing and pushed on the locked doors until they opened, because they weren't locked properly, came in and waited expectantly for someone to take their order. And then someone unlocked the doors and let a cop in. Why? Because he had a gun. I dunno. I felt my sanity give a little. I'm going to get a scotch and play a little. Come with me.