It’s one of those aspects of life that I always find so hard to grasp. How can time go by so slowly for so long, and suddenly speed up to the point where I’m wondering what happened to August? October 11th. Unbelievable.
On the good side of this is that I’ve been getting a lot of photography work, which is making the restaurant look like my second job instead of vice versa. Oh, don’t get me wrong. I’m not even close to being in a position to leave the restaurant industry. But… it really is nice to be making more from my degree than from my ability to pour iced tea.
Politics at the restaurant are becoming heated, and for once I don’t mean internal politics. Two nights ago Manager Tron and Host Drew, both handsome, gentle, sweet (flamingly) gay men started having a shouting match about politics at the host stand– at about 9:00 pm, which is still “open for business” in our world. Tron is the definition of a conservative Republican while Drew is as far left as Democrats get. The thing that struck me funny about all this (other than the ranting and name calling, which was hilarious in itself) is that one of the big issues they were arguing about was abortion rights. (Maybe I’m the only one who thinks that gay men aruging about abortion rights is funny; but damnit, it’s funny.)
Things have been pretty quiet otherwise. I’m growing extremely familiar with my camera backpack and the various pockets– probably because I’ve been wearing it more often than not as of late. It’s fall, and this means one other thing: the only television shows I like are back on. Conveniently enough, Boyfriend decided that now would be a good time to outfit our only flat-panel-television-less room with a beautiful new Samsung, so we can each watch something in a different room and even have a room left over for guests and/or hobos. Sweet.
Hopefully something interesting will happen at work tomorrow– like making a ton of money. I will definitely post if I make a ton of money. Now, however, is time to go make all the TVs function with the new cable boxes Boyfriend picked up this afternoon. And then… ice cream. Nite nite.
