I woke up 10 minutes before my alarm was set to pull me out of my most glorious slumber. I got ready and headed to work. There was a BBQ for the employees today, there were promises of fun, food, and games. I have attended three company BBQs in my tenure with this particular restaurant. The first one promised hourly prizes that you had to be present to win. I arrived at 9, and stayed until 6. The prizes, which included a TV, BBQ, and surfboard, were given out days later. They had written down the names of those who showed up and pulled names raffle style to award the prizes. I had been in attendance for the entire BBQ and left with a $5 Starbucks card and a sized medium shirt given to the restaurant by the beer distributor. I chose not to go to today’s festivities because it mostly involves awkward interactions with the management who are forced to be there.
I was working in the bar today, but it was still too early to have attained cognitive awareness. I was supposed to be taking care of the tables and people who sat at the bar top, but I was deep into conversation with a fellow from Australia, and didn’t even notice the people who had been sat at the tables. The other bartender snapped me out of my haze by yelling at me for not doing my job and I quickly got to work taking orders. The rest of the afternoon went off without any problems.
My relief showed up at 5 and I started to head home, but after talking to Rebecca, I quickly learned that I was on my own for dinner as she had already eaten. I went to the store and thought about frozen pizza, but it was too expensive, so I wandered the store for 20 minutes looking for inspiration. I eventually found jalapeño mac-and-cheese, and chipotle mac-and-cheese. My hopes were high as I went through the checkout line, I also got two pieces of string cheese which I had eaten before I got to my moped. I cooked both boxes of Mac-N-Cheese and figured I would see which one was better. Neither of them were great, probably nothing I will buy again, but the jalapeño was the better of the two. I mixed the leftovers together and then Rebecca and I watched the first Jurassic Park movie. We recently bought the trilogy from the online for $7. With the 4th movie coming out in two weeks, I wanted to watch them again to catch up. When I was 11, I read the book Jurassic Park in 4 days, just in time to see the movie. I remember my parents letting me take the day off from school to watch the movie opening day. I think I watched it 5 times in theatres by the end of the summer.
Rebecca went to sleep and soon afterwards, the sound of an argument pierced the air. Neighbors fighting is nothing new for us, just last Sunday we were able to listen to two guys get into a fight while a woman screamed “stop” and “help him” over and over again. I dared not intercede, as it sounded like two roommates fighting about their living situation and the female was trying to get them to stop. I would have done something if it sounded like either one of them was hurting the lady, but she was mostly just screaming at the two gentlemen settling their differences. Tonight, I heard usual yelling, and a female screaming. I went outside to listen to the show and the police came much quicker that usual. The noise quieted down soon after that. I began to watch the Making Of disc that came with our Jurassic Park trilogy and then went to bed.