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Life is only what you wonder.

Saturday, June 26, 2004

I'm Just A Boy Who Can't Say No

Yesterday I'm sitting at home and the phone rings. I immediatly answer it and it's my manager, Cathy.
"Jimmy, can you come in now? We need you!!"
And I'm thinking, "Dammit! I should have checked the Caller ID first!"
Let me just say that Caller ID is a godsend. If it says OUT OF AREA chances are it's a telemarketer, so I don't answer it.
If it says BLOCKED CALL it could be from anybody and why is somebody blocking their number? What do they have to hide? I let Voice Mail pick those calls up.
I had just gotten up yesterday and I wasn't thinking clearly and I had answered without looking.

I really didn't want to, but I couldn't think of an excuse fast enough so I told her I'd work.
I went in at 10AM and didn't get out of there last night until after 11PM.
It was tiring, but I made good money and my guests (for the most part) were the most pleasant I've had in awhile.
I even had a few regulars who came in and waited 20 minutes at the host stand just to get a table in my section. They said, "We aren't eating here unless Jimmy's our waiter."
(Things like that make me all warm and fuzzy inside.)

Not long after I got there Cathy comes up and asks if I can work a double shift on Monday, and I (reluctantly) said OK.
Then later Bev asks me if I can work for her Tuesday night. I was going to say no (really) but she told me she had something important she had to do, so I said I'd do it.

Sometimes I think I'm too "nice". I just wish I could go around being a total prick all the time.
"Come in early? Go piss up a flagpole! I'll come in when I scheduled. Work on my day off? Forget it! I have a life too, ya know."
How liberating would that be?
I just can't bring myself to do it, though.

This weekend it's Gay Pride in both Atlanta and NYC.
I'm wishing I was there.