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butterflyWow. Look at that. Work. Man.
You know, I've never appreciated fast food servers enough. That is a demanding job. With the cleaning and cashiering and the busing and the shake-making and the supply fetching.
So, I worked four hours today and I'll be going in again tomorrow for another four.
I was talking to a grill guy (his name starts with an R, so I'll call him 'R' here.), and I accidentally let slip with a y'all. Y'all really have corrupted me online.
Anyway, R immediately asked me where I was from and he seemed surprised when I said Oregon. I ended up explaining about my dad being in the army and going to Germany, though actually my phrasing has nothing to do with my childhood and everything to do with y'all. R's pretty cute, though.
(and though my feet do hurt a touch, I'm mostly just being melodramatic using my Connor icon)
You know, I've never appreciated fast food servers enough. That is a demanding job. With the cleaning and cashiering and the busing and the shake-making and the supply fetching.
So, I worked four hours today and I'll be going in again tomorrow for another four.
I was talking to a grill guy (his name starts with an R, so I'll call him 'R' here.), and I accidentally let slip with a y'all. Y'all really have corrupted me online.
Anyway, R immediately asked me where I was from and he seemed surprised when I said Oregon. I ended up explaining about my dad being in the army and going to Germany, though actually my phrasing has nothing to do with my childhood and everything to do with y'all. R's pretty cute, though.
(and though my feet do hurt a touch, I'm mostly just being melodramatic using my Connor icon)
