poker face.

someone in my building/on my floor is watching the x-files. i can hear the doo doo doooooooo. awesome.

i got off work early tonight because i got a message from my agent while at work--i have an audition tomorrow morning!!!!

yay: so grateful for auditions. obviously i have an audition on my busiest week. it's true what TEE told me...it truly is a test.

it is game time, baby.

so, the audition isn't for anything massive--i get to improv tomorrow actually...very excited. best auditions because i have no time to think about it...therefore, less time to freak out in excited energy. this is the beginning of everything.

-everything?-

last night at work...oh god. let me tell you, it was such a bad ending to a GREAT GREAT GREAT day!! had great tables, great section, i had worked out for an hour--i was feeling good. people were LOVING the hollywood last night. fuckk..so good...

THEN:

asshole arrives and drinks about 7 beers over a period of 3 hours. he was a bigger guy--i am very conscious about over-serving, so i was watching him etc etc--anyway he went for a smoke, i stopped him to get ID or some sort of collateral.
he gives me his status card and his health card. his jacket was still lying on his table.

fine. go outside and smoke. (i saw no lighter or cig--thought nothing of it...on such a positive high)

i think he walks out on me/his bill when he doesn't come inside soon enough--comes back in (SIIIICK!)--goes to the bathroom--i think he's gonna barf.

i hope he does.

HW: "buddy, i need you to pay this bill like, right now"
Drunk Asshole: (sigh; drunk smug look) "i can't pay you right now."
HW: "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN'T PAY THIS RIGHT NOW?"
DA: "i don't have your money...my buddy was supposed to meet me here and pay..." (trails off with a slur)
HW: (angry giggle) "who comes to the bar with no money, no cards, no nothing?? who do you expect to pay this for you? you wanna know who has to pay this bill? I HAVE TO PAY YOUR FUCKING BILL!! you think i LIKE working for minimum wage and serving your drunk ass? BUDDY, c'mon!!"
DA: "i know, i know...pathetic you get 8 bucks an hour"
HW: "less than that buddy. and you wanna know what is pathetic? YOUR DRUNK ASS. now, until you pay your bill--i am keeping your shit. no money? no jacket. no money? no keys. no i.d and no health card. F-U-C-K you!" (storms off)

this is exactly what was said. i cussed him out worse than this but...i can't quite type how dramatic i did it. y'all know me...i'm a piece of work.

so, that BLEW! but i made good money overall and a freak shot of tequila.
ohhhh, and buddy finally left--with none of his shit. (we were NOT going to give it back to him.)

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i talked to my momma about this incident--she didn't approve...obviously. i think i've learnt to keep things to myself.
i don't need to share anything...hmmmm.

sleep time. i may have no lines for tomorrow, but i will will WILL get a good restful sleep. yay.

peace and love.
xoxoxoxoxox