I had only six tables (I was a first cut and had campers), and they were all boring! Nobody wanted to joke with me, nobody was rude or funny or noteworthy at all. Bah! How am I supposed to maintain a blog with customers like that?
We've got some ridiculous changes about to take place. Our new vice president of our division is all about "building late night business!!!!" so we're going to be open at hour later every night starting in March. To try to bring people in, we're going to be doing shit like bingo, poker, maybe even fucking karaoke. I cannot express to you how fucking retarded this is in the town I work in, and in the restaurant I work at. I don't even want to think about it. Here's a homicidal ferret.