Nice to know I made an impression.

So last night after work, my car wouldn't start, which was just fucking fantastic. Luckily, there were quite a few of my coworkers still there, and my friend J said she could give me a ride. The catch was that all the closers were going to get a drink at a bar across the street, so I had to go with them. I wasn't too thrilled for a number of reasons--mostly because I was pissed off and just wanted to go home, but also because I knew drinking wasn't a good idea. When I drink, whatever mood I start out in tends to get intensified at first, and I knew I'd end up crying in a corner after one drink. I know, I sound like a pansy lightweight. It's not like a get drunk and cry; I've actually never been drunk. I just have weird reactions--like random muscles will start tingling, usually a bicep or calf. Anyway, the point is I sat there unable to hear the conversation anyway and waiting for it to be over.

At one point all the smokers went out to catch cancer, which left me and one other woman sitting at the bar. She's worked at this restaurant for nine years, so she was there the first time I worked there. We were just sitting there, not even really talking much, when she suddenly says, "I'm glad I've gotten to know you. The first time you worked here I thought you were kind of lazy, but now you're a hard worker."

I wanted to say, "And the first time I worked here I thought you were a meth head, so at least one of us was right!" But that would've just been mean.