  I slept in a bit today, had lunch with the BF, and was calmly (yeah right! )studying for the math (torture! ) exam when my phone rings. Good student that I am, I ignore it. When the voicemail alert goes off, I jump up run to the phone, why, gee, it must be important if they left a message! Hell.
I'd use telemarketers as a conversation outlet to get out of doing math, (" A cheaper phone bill! Tell me ALL about it! ") I don't recognize the number that called me, so I called to check my voicemail. Dontcha know it? it's work. When did bosses finally understand call screening?
Mine will call from another number to trick you into answering: "Uh yeah, its (insert boss'name here). We just fired (ridiculously unreliable co-worker's name here). So now the bartender is the only useful employee that we have besides the cook. Can you come in a few hours early? And,(alternate waitress name here) will be in later. ( strange pleading enters Mr. Boss guy's voice )um, call me if you get this.
or you know, just come in, uh, ok? i'll try to call you again shortly. " So here is where my dilemma begins... I could: a)pretend I never got the message (and continue with math..) b)call, lie, say I am 542 miles away, but I can still get there on time for my shift (unlikely to be believed} c)just go already. So I went. Here is where the circus begins.
I get there. a party of six comes in. six more join them. another 10. before I know it I have a party of fifty people. I am the only waitress. other tables wander in, looking annoyed that i dont jump all over them.
can they not see all those people over there? "can I have some tea, and water? " "can i have another thing of ranch? " um, let me see no no and, no. my closing waitress comes in about an hour early. THank God!
but... she is too wasted to carry a tray. she screws up a few tables. the boss sends her home. now, not only did I go in early- I will now be staying late. So this madness continues until 2:30am. We kick everyone out and i sink to the floor delirious, and exhausted.
I made money though, which is the important thing. I came home to tell you all this and barely made it, so this post is late sorry. I hope everyone shows up tonight, sober . I mean really, what's it take?? remind me to bitch slap that other waitress when I see her again. 
