In Search of Two Nickels to Rub Together
Well, the internship is winding to a close, just about 2 weeks left. It's just about time for my broke ass to start looking for a job that actually pays me money. I'm not sure if I want to go into the restaurant business again. On the plus side, the hours are pretty flexible, which is good for when school starts up again, and it pays better than most other part time jobs when you factor tips in. On the, um, minus side, I didn't have a very good experience at my other job, it was pretty cutthroat when it came to getting tipped out, with servers not paying what you deserved and other bussers not splitting tips evenly when there were several on at a time.
I think a lot of that had to do with the fact that the restaurant was always on the verge of going under due to lack of business, so all the waitstaff were stingy with the small tips they made. I can't hold that against them, but I think if I will have to work at a busier place next time. Even if that means selling my soul and working at a chain like Chili's.
Well, if anybody knows of any openings I'm all ears.
Damn homie why didn't you tell me your looking for a job? You there is always a spot for you at Utility Boardshop.
yes work at chili's. it's delicious.
I want my baby-back baby-back baby-back baby-back baby-back ribs.. Chiliiiiii's baby-back ribs. (Barbeque sauce)
Mathew, your such a fine young man. Keep up the great work. Even though your not my favorite grandchild I still love you.
Thanks, Jason. You're my favorite grandma.
P.S. I do log IP addresses.
What? Jason? Mathew Steven Ripley how dare you insult me like that. I'll beat the tar out of you with a switch from the tree out front next time I see you. You should have a little more respect than that young man.
What? Jason? Mathew Steven Ripley how dare you insult me like that. I'll beat the tar out of you with a switch from the tree out front next time I see you. You should have a little more respect than that young man.
P.S. I was hanging out at J-Money's house so take that mr. fancy pants IP address logger.
What? Jason? Mathew Steven Ripley how dare you insult me like that. I'll beat the tar out of you with a switch from the tree out front next time I see you. You should have a little more respect than that young man.
P.S. I was hanging out at J-Money's house so take that mr. fancy pants IP address logger.
Dang, you even forgot how to spell my name. That's it, no more checks with the your age in dollars when your birthday comes around.
I was about to comment that I didn't even think you knew how to use a computer, but since you triple-posted I guess it's a moot point.
I triple posted because J-Money is only running on wireless G. He needs to buy one of those fancy wireless N routers. But, he is such a nice young man. Not as nice as you are.