Blah blah blah. BRANDONS COMING FOR NEW YEARS!
I had an interesting night last night.
I got done with jetsetters round 9:30ish, and called Brandon on the way home to change quickly. We had a wonderful conversation. HE’S COMING TO MILWAUKEE FOR NEW YEARS!! Bought the tickets yesterday! Oh life is good. WE GET A NEW YEARS KISS! Life is most wonderful.
Ok, Eddie had told me to come up to Beerbellies for their customer apprietiation/christmas/welcome home to the owners party. He lured me there with the prospect of free food, but I went because he's been telling me to come up there for months.
Eddie is a strange man. I first met him when i started at PJs a little over a year ago. He is a self-proclaimed alcoholic, short little Mexican who used to be a statewide boxer in his day. It's his honesty makes him extremely entertaining and endearing. He tells you how it is, and only has a few years to live, which makes him all the more of a cherished little man. He's had four heart attacks in the last ten years; beginning when he was 35. Countless bypasses, and he can still drink ANYONE under the table. This usually makes for a bad person you would think, but he takes his last years and drinking seriously. HE HAS FUN. Everyone knows Eddie. Everyone loves or hates Eddie. Right now he is unemployed, and a full time alcoholic until his time runs out and he needs to find another job. He is taking his time. He rides his bike all over town, all winter long, and wears shorts till its 40 degrees. Drinks miller lite, and Jim Beam until he the sun comes up. Sometimes complains about being "over served", but always with a drunk/sober smile on his face. The only way you can tell he has is drunk is when ye starts smiling more than usual. He brings warm, silly thoughts. That’s enough about Eddie.
Well he used to bartend with Beerbellies owner, Ralph. Te told Ralph about me, and Ralph to him to tell me to come down and apply if I was not happy at Jetsetters. I never did. Well, Ralph told me to come by after the holidays, and he could most likely hook me up with a job waitressing, eventually maybe bartending if is wished. Waitresses walk out with round a hundred bucks a night average, not to mention a good base rate. Sounds good to me. They bust ass, but that’s not a problem. Maybe. Oh, they also get very nice bonuses for working holidays and special events. Even insurance for working 32 hours a week. HRmmmmm.
Maybe. If i don’t find a legitimate job by January i will see about working there. This all just felt good. Just when i was despairing about hating Jetsetters and wanting a new job, this falls on my lap. *sigh* feel a bit better.
Current Music: Reverend Horton Heat