is this the place that i've been dreaming of?
today mostly sucked. i don't know. i guess it didn't.
my dad's office is getting a new cell phone plan, which means we're switching from cingular back to t-mobile and getting new phones. i am totally getting a neon pink razr because my dad is too lame to get me a sidekick. EVEN THOUGH I WANT ONE REALLY BADLY. jerk.
i guess it'll match the pink laptop i'm (trying to) save money for. whatevz.
i went to work from 4:30 to 8:30 (i was first cut out of three, so i got cut early) and we were trying this "NEW AND IMPROVED" method of hosting that did not work AT. ALL. basically i had to stand at the door handing out pagers and taking names while josh and kelsey, the other hosts, kept me up to date as tables were opening. the problem is that it takes fucking forever because i had to take the name, then tell josh and kelsey we had a person on wait. they had to check to see what tables were getting up soon, and relay that information over to me (we all wear headsets so we can communicate easier). then, when there was finally an open table, they had to tell me what table it was so i would know how many people to sit there. THEN, i would have to tell josh or kelsey what pager to call and how many the party was (because the pager system is hooked up in the host stand and can't be moved. it's also massive, so you wouldn't want to move it...).
it's so much easier if you just do it all ate the stupid host stand. then one person can hold the door and greet guests, one person can manage the wait list/seating chart, and the third host can seat tables. THERE. DONE.
also, the pagers start beeping if they're in close proximity to other pagers--if one pager can sense a second pager almost-but-not-quite stacked into it, it starts beeping to notify you that it isn't on the charger. and we had all the pagers in a huge bowl because i was handing them out right at the front door, rather than at the host stand.
the entire system was fucking stupid and i have talked about it way too much.
then my dad made me walk my mother's dogs at like, 9:15, after i got home--at which point it was pitch black outside. when i asked him why he didn't walk them when it was still light outside, all he said was, "you weren't here to do it then."
my family is fucking crazy.
on the positive side, i think i talked my mom into getting me this! so that's cool. pearls + diamonds = awesome, in my book. it looks so dainty and delicate. PRETTY. *grabby hands!*
i am so going to sleep now.
oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
i'm getting old and i need something to rely on
so tell me when you're gonna let me in
i'm getting tired and i need somewhere to begin
so if you have a minute, why don't we go
talk about it somewhere only we know
this could be the end of everything
so why don't we go, so why don't we go
