Today I got up bright and early, in time for lunch as usual. Played some x box, and as ever spend most of the afternoon casually snacking and testing my dog's patience beyond it's limits. Work tonight started slow, fooling me into a fairly relaxed sense of laziness. The idea that I'd get no tips, and do no work, had set in.
Turns out the shift was right in the middle of good shift venn diagram.There were only 4 tables, all were lovely, and my tips were as good as a busy Saturday night. Had a lovely chat with a few tables.
One of the tables was a man I want to be. He was an old very, very English man. Blue blazer with gold buttons..classic. You just can't argue with that. He was with a young, blonde, German girl called Petra. Anyway, here are some of my favourite quotes of his from the evening:
'..between us we bought 120 cases of wine..'
'..so he said do you want 10 courses or 12, I said what do you recommend?..'
'..no one speaks properly any more, it's a sign that the empire is in decline.'
Just brilliant. He was high up in an oil company, liked to fish for salmon in Scotland, and knew a lot about wines and whisky. Oh and he was rich. Very, very rich.
Anyway, so it was a brilliant day. And tomorrow should be just as good.
I've been researching Dublin a bit, trying to find out the best places to go for Rob and I's (grammar?) excursion. I'm really really looking forward to Saturday, Tom's legendary halloween party, and two days with Siobhan :).
Let the good times roll.
Now for a brief lesson on quantitative easing (taken from the bugle podcast).
The fiscally responsible way to slay a baby eating dragon: keep feeding babies to that dragon until it's too fat to breath, leading to a net saving on babies in the long run.
Yours sincerely,
Ollie -the hot truth- Brown.
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