"I'm glad you found someone that strikes your fancy. So her name's Virginia?" "Yeah." "You know that she's going to be a receptionist someday, right?"
-- Alan talking to Adam about his current love intrest.
So yesterday I landed a menial job at San Sai Japanese Grill (most of the work is cleaning) just in case I don't get a better one for the summer. I start on thursday. Bring your own pair of black pants, black socks, and black shoes. Oh, the glory of seven dollars an hour.
At least it'll keep wonderbread and margarine on the table. And it beats McDonalds by a landslide. And I'm sure that my new job will provide OODLES of fascinating stories for the blog 'o doom; such as watching grease coagulate, or the woman who always pays in pennies.
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