dysentery gary

this is me real sad i’m not at fitz seeing mayer hawthorne with yuval tonight. but my last day of class/spring2012 semester is tomorrow, and i have a comm law and ethics test that i really need to study for. i already did the extra credit (which is supposed to be done over the entire semester) in one weekend, in which i’ve spent 25.32 hours of that weekend at work. i feel like i haven’t done anything this weekend, except work, and i should go to the concert, but i really need to study and do well on this test to make sure i get an A in that class. cause you know, i’m responsible and i ain’t gettin any younger and i’m running out of time to bring dat GPA up. but yeah, still pretty bummed. i also need to write a paper for extra credit for my media production class by 11:59pm by tomorrow, and i haven’t started. hopefully i can knock it out tonight too, because i go into work tomorrow…again. fuck.

on another note, a strange thing happened on saturday. i’ve dealt with and had a lot of weird tables throughout my server career, and most human interaction makes me uncomfortable, especially at work when i feel things are really contrived and not genuine. most of the time i feel like i’m reciting a script instead of actually talking to people, which in itself has it’s benefits because most people are fucking retarded. 

the point is, i waited on these two gentleman on friday afternoon. it was their first time eating at the restaurant, and they were pretty nice. got in and got out. it was a younger, hispanic guy in business clothes, and an older man, prolly late mid to late 50s, also in business attire. i wouldn’t have known either of them were gay until i heard their conversation (actually the younger one you could have assumed, but still. i don’t really care either way, when i notice or pick up on gay vibes it’s fine, i don’t care. they were nice, it’s all that matters). 

anyway, i worked again saturday morning, and the older one came back in and sat at the same table. he recognized me, i didn’t really think anything of it, he said he liked the place so much he came back and wanted to try more things, and he brought friends. slowly, his friends started showing up. they were on the patio, and i was caught up inside doing stuff for other tables, and i had another server go and check on them, because another member of their table just arrived. the other server came back and was like, “uh, when i went out there, they said, ‘where’d the cute one go?’ anyway the new guy wants a bud lite.” and i was like “…fuck”. not because it’s they’re gay or whatever, just because it’s weird. it’d been weird for me if it was 4 old ladies, or 4 fucking hot girls, or 4 dogs, it just made me really uncomfortable. anyway i had to bring the guy his bud lite, and the 3 other guys at the table were already a few glasses of wine in, and it just got weirder and weirder. the new guy was like “oh, this is the one?” and the first nice old guy had to explain that he called his friend to join them, and he had asked if we had any beer. the older man said, “i don’t know if they have beer, i’m drinking wine, but they have the cutest server in the world”, which prompted this new guy to get here within 10 minutes. and i’m just standing there like, “uh, thanks…can I get you guys anything else?” while i have 3 old gay dudes just staring at me. they kept making comments, and asked me to take a picture with them, and i didn’t know what to say. i just kinda kneeled down next to this old gay dude and his friend took our picture, it’s probably floating around the internet somewhere. i prolly shouldn’t have done it, cause it’s weird, and i felt like i was getting whored out, but it was whatever. they eventually left, the guy i took a picture with insisted he pay the table’s tab, which caused a lil gay uproar at the table. i just paid them out and had an awkward goodbye, and they left. 

after i went back to the table and picked up the check, inside were three 20 dollar bills. 60 bucks was definitely worth taking a picture with some old gay dude. i guess i have a sugardaddy now, holla!