mmkay, so
remember rick? the slack-toofed server @ the jazz factory? im learnin more about him & my opinion's changed a bit since the book incident.
i mean, he's still an ass.
just a different kinda ass.
i was really standoffish towards him yesterday, cause quite frankly i wasn't in the mood for entertainin nunna his 'look@me' bullshit. we were pretty busy yesterday, so all 3 servers did pretty well tip-wise. of course, rick's braggin all damn day bout all the damn money he's makin.
'see this table right here? this itty bitty one? just left a 30 dollar tip. im tell u babe, u gotta know how to work em! u stick around here for awhile, u may mess around & learn sum'n, watch.'
gee, rick. yeah, that' great, rick. wow.
so i tried to send the message that i really didn't wanna talk to him, but still he kept runnin up to me w/ updates on how his cash game is comin. so im pissed. BUT, get this-
end of the night,
he's finna leave. gets all his stuff, heads past me toward the door.
'i'm out. i can't do this often, but when i can, i do. here.'
& he gives me $5. he gave me a tip.
the ONLY tip ive gotten & prolly ever will get @ that place.
'ppl give tips for good service & u did good seatin me those ppl today. tha's why i came out the way i did, so it ain't much, but thanks.'
!!!!
i was touched!! there really is a selfless person underneath alla that superbad mumbo jumbo he be hidin behind. i found out later that night thru danielle & my mama that rick's had a pretty hard life. used to be into drugs, & from what danielle told me, he's homeless right now. so if that's true, then chances are he is the way he is b/c he's fighting to get his life back, y'know? u gotta have faith & confidence that u can pull urself outta ur hole before anyone else will, & the position he was prolly in, he has to be cutthroat & overly confident cause he's got that much more of a struggle. plus, after i let go of my judgemental assumtion (which was NOT completely unwarranted.. dude really is an ass) i let myself to see & understand a lil bit more.
so yeah.. rick's a good dude.
still an ass, but a good dude.
in other news, tomorrow's supposed to be my last day, but mr. bossman wants me back for tuesday & wednesday of next week. solid. lil extra change in the pocket. my mama's goin outta town this weekend, to florida w/ her guyfriend. so i'll get a lil bitta solitary time, provided that i can get granny to leave evry once in awhile. & im gonna try & spend a lil time w/ sean & his ppls this weekend; i haven't really been the best friend to either him or teddy this summer, & i feel bad about that. but they're not understanding that i've kinda been goin thur & haven't really felt up to the ol' slapstick laugh-about times we're so accustomed to, y'know?
but
ima call gully b
get up w/ sean
& see if we cain't let the good times roll for old times sake.
'old times'
im tryna get up the courage to create some new times w/ new ppl in new environments. i dunno, i feel like im on the brink of a really big change, y'know? im so used to turning my back on it, but man, im tired of doin that. im tryna face & embrace whatever it is this time.
gettin grown, huh?
maybe.
let's hope so.
& in other other news, this blog shit ain't really helpin my writer's block.
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