Last Saturday Molly(the nicest person I have ever met) got married. Sadly I had to work that night and missed the ceremony-BUT- I got out of work super early(7:30) and was able to catch the aftermath, since it was right down the road from work.
When I showed up everyone from work was chugging wine from the bottle and getting half naked on the dance floor. I only drank two glasses but somehow managed to get just as drunk as everyone else, the difference is, I remembered everything that happen that fateful night. I woke up the next morning with bite marks all over my thighs and everyone wanting to know how I got them- including my boyfriend. I really hope the person with the video camera didnt tape all seven of the drunks rolling around the grass in a big dog pile.
One great thing about the Union is that there are many regulars whom you get to know on a first name basis. Unfortunatly for me, one of our more greasy older men, Doug decided he'd spend the day at the Bella hanging out in the bar. From trying to look up Molly's skirt to asking me when I was going to start wearing more of them, Doug is quite a character when it comes to the ladies.
Yesterday while walking through the bar Doug made a sudden movement toward me as if he was going to reach out and grab me. While chuckling to himself I stood there a little perturbed that this greasy old man would have that much audacity. Without really thinking I leaned toward him lowered my voice and said, " Are you looking to start a fight with me old man?"
Even though I said it in a joking manner Doug kept to himself the rest of the day without any futher shinnanagins. I'm happy cause maybe he'll finally leave me alone.
This one is a bit older but still a little funny or disturbing.
During a slower day shift a older Japanese man in a business suit came in and sat down outside. Although his english was not perfect, it did not keep him from chat to everyone that crossed his path. At one point in his meal he got up and was talking to the table next to him for a good twenty minutes. When leaving his server and our manager were up with me at the hostess counter saying goodbye. Before leaving he looked at me and informed the server and manager he would be back at the resturaunt to proposition me.
I just thought that there were too many good stories from work that I was kepping all to myself, so I'd like to share them with you.
The lastest happening was Wensday night, I wasnt schedualed to work but another hostess managed to, once again, have me cover her shift.
A very slow night, I thought that at around ten I'd be done and gone to go home and finish some math homework. At 9:17 a busser bobby runs in dripping with sweat explaining that his car had broken down and that his friends needed to be home very soon. Me being so nice gave him my keys telling him not to crash it. Thankful he explains that he will fill my tank up and be back in a half hour. I actually got done with my books at 9:45 and continued to wait fo rthe arrival of my car. I had planned on taking tom home with me since we got off at the same time but when it reached 10:30 I told him to have dad pick him up. While waiting I realized that my math homework and book was in my car and if he had taken it to a different state or lit it on fire I would probably never see it again. To keep calm I followed another busser dave around and chatted with our bar manager Leslie who is awsome. Unfourtuatly my calm was broken with one of the dichwashers asking me to stop by with him before I left for the night, explaining he had made chocolate cover strawberries and that one could "Have a lot of fun with strawberries.