friday

You know what's fun? A friday night when no one comes in after 1am. Really and truly, the only thing better is when I'm given stuff to do and I do it in less than five minutes. I spent the whole night facing and reading magazines. :D Though there was the oddness that comes with this one dude who comes in. He occasionally [every other appearance] sort of but not really hits on me. It's more like, let's chat her up and see if she's got a boyfriend. You do? Really? And he lets you work at night?

... and I refrain from pointing out that it's not really his business and that, if I'm not mistaken, his wife and child are probably waiting for him at home, so maybe he'd better hurry on home. *shrug*

*yawn* Making the rounds...