June 25th, 2015

I woke up promptly at 10:30 and ate leftover pizza for breakfast. I got an electronic mail last night telling me which book I need to buy for the EMT class, as well as letting me know where to but the uniform I will need for school. I used to own 6 pair of EMT pants, but they have vanished over the years and now I need to spend a bunch of money to buy more.

I watched Gangland and slowly got ready for work. I left earlier than usual and got into an imaginary argument with the general manager in my head before I got to work, which really helped me be in a good mood for my shift.

I was in an ok section, but had really bad tipping tables. I had a few leave 5% or less. I spent a majority of the time helping the bartenders because most of my tables didn’t speak English, and there isn’t much I could do to improve their experience, or get to know them.

I left around 11:30 and went home and watched Man Vs. Wild before going to bed.

June 23rd, 2015

I woke up around 10 and made quesadillas for breakfast. I watched an episode or two of Gangland on the Netflix and went to water my lawn. One of the neighbor ladies whose two kids are always running around screaming seemed upset that I was making mud along the back side of our unit. If she is so worried about her kids getting muddy, she should teach them to not go behind our apartment.

I went inside and took a shower and got ready for work. I had a trainee tonight who showed up early and had actually studied the menu. The shift started out slow, but we were in a busy section. She knew what she was doing so I just stood in the background making sure nothing went wrong.

I left around 11:30 and went home to work on my novel about a young boy who is released from prison for embezzling money from his junior high’s bake sale, and spends his days at diners hoping to woo a waitress with his juggling skills. The only problem is that he was born with feet for hands and can’t juggle. I still need to work out the finer points of the plot.

June 22nd, 2015

My phone rang at the wee hours of the morning, at 9 am. It was the pharmacy letting me know that my inhalers were ready for pick up. I made nachos for breakfast and then Rebecca and I headed to Costco to stock up on supplies. I found an 8′ long board for $125. I was tempted to buy it so I could begin to learn how to surf. I can’t live in Hawaii and not surf, it’s like living in France and not drinking wine and smelling like you have bathed. Rebecca and I considered buying the surf board, but we had no way to bring it home, and a surfboard rack for my moped costs $150. I would have to spend more to buy a way to carry the surfboard than I would spend on the actual board. We ended up not buying the surf board, and we got fruit and vegetables instead.

We got home and I washed the 3 months worth of bird feces off of Rebecca’s car and got ready for work. I got to work early and had chicken strips and garlic bread for lunch. The shift started out slow, and didn’t get much busier. I spent the majority of the night helping out the bartenders. Most of my tables were non English speaking, so I had a lot of free time.

I got home around 11:30 and watched documentaries on gangs on Netflix before going to bed.