Day Twenty-Four.A New Resolution

Ah, New Year's Eve. This is when we ditch the old year like a bad date, never hoping to see them again. The new year is fresh and frankly, I'm so excited to get started!

I resolve to be more compassionate
I resolve to finish Project 365
I resolve to graduate college
I resolve to figure out the rest from there

Also, I'm bartending on New Year's Eve, so dear public; don't be drunken assholes the whole night. Thanks!

Day Twenty-Three.-"The Bartender Hates You"

Just because you request 'no rocks' doesn't mean you get more alcohol. Genius!

Also, a fellow blogger introduced me to this series, and it's so true! I wasted so much time going through these, but it's everythng I wish I could do at work.

Enjoy!

Day Twenty-Three."-Why Your Waiter Hates You" Series

A fellow blogger introduced me to the series, and I gotta say, it's fantastic! Enjoy!

Day Twenty-Two.-The same nagging fears

So, I've been turned down for yet another internship.

The same whispering doubts I've had for the past year have come back for the time being. In five months, I'm going to have a Bachelor of Arts in English, but I'm worried it's not enough. I'm worried I'm going to be stuck waiting tables for the rest of my life. I'm worried that I won't be able to find an actual job. I'm worried I made a plethora of bad academic decisions. I'm worried that this is just the start of a myriad of rejections.

I'm tired of medocrity, but I keep getting pushed aside by potential employers. I'm worried that maybe I've reached a glass ceiling of sorts.

I want to acheive. I want an actual job, but potential employers won't give the opportunity. I hate when people underestimate me, because they have the preconceived notion that I'm set to fail.

My hero told me to never stop fighting. To always prove people wrong, but I'm just worried that maybe their right.

Tommorow's a new day and I'll continue looking, but for now, the Writer Revisor is a little sad.

Day Twenty-one.-Acid rain

I hate that in a mere mist people feel compelled to drive forty miles under the speed limit. No, dear driver it's not acid rain. So stop driving like your tires are going to evaporate.

Also, three weeks down!

Day Twenty.-The Mad Hatter Came to Dinner

Yes, that's right, the Mad Hatter came to dinner. The man had wild hair, crooked teeth and a nervous tick. He was joined by his four-hundred pound girlfriend (not embellishing here). Where upon they both grinned at me like Cheshire cats for the entirety of their meal. Their friendliness was just downright creepy. The creep factor rose when they both ordered two entrees a piece.

While waiting for their meal(s) to arrive, the couple decided to partake in exercising their strange love. That's right, they made out at the table. The Mad Hatter even managed to feel his lady friend up, getting some major boob action.

Once their food arrived they cleaned their plates within minutes, even going as far as licking the plate. That's when it hit me. They're high. That would be the most logical explanation for the strange behavior.

In the end, they managed to run up a forty dollar tab, only leaving me a buck.

Thanks freaks, go creep someone else out next time.

Day Nineteen.-If I've learned anything at all

After a marathon ten hour day, I'm finally home. Today was exhausting, tiring and frustrating, but it was equally eye opening.

If I've learned anything at all today, it is that I have to stop pushing the people in my life away. Although never intentional, I manage to alienate them further through stubborn words or actions. I'll always be indebted to those people who constantly let me back in their lives, after I hang my head in embarrassment.

There is one person in particular I'm hoping sees this. I hope he knows that I'm sorry for all the problems I've caused and the mere thought of losing is too much to bear.

One of my main goals for 2011 is to love and hold more compassionate in life. I may not be there, but I'm one step closer.