This was the deadest Monday I've had in a looong time. The only person there when I arrived was sjgrrrl, who was bartending. After a while kizmet100 showed up. I delayed, waiting for maybe a fourth person (suicide takes a lot of time, and when you're singing for 1/3 of that time, it gets really tricky).
So I played funny videos. Until 10:30pm, when John walked in and joined the rotation.
Now, the funny thing is that, while the rotation never got beyond 5 people, I don't exactly remember who was there - supersniffles came at her usual time, but there was at least one other singer, probably two, and I can't remember them for the life of me.
Anyway, I closed at the end of 12 rounds, which turned out to be around 1:40am.
Poor Heather kept talking about closing early - and every time she did, someone would come in. I believe we made more money after midnight than we did before. Not that the bar made a lot of money - my fraction was just about enough to pay for Denny's afterwards.
That's the way it goes.
So the laptop and I did Denny's, then home, and sleep. Today I got up early because of some guy wanting to buy the workbench back at the HoD - I was going to drive down and see if it was still there. He called to say he couldn't make it while I was in the shower.
And of course now I have a completely different guy with the same arrangement for tomorrow. Which is mostly irksome because even if it's there, chances are the locks don't work anymore. But I could use the money, so I'm going to try it.
So anyway, I went to my parents' place, hung out, napped, tried to look into a problem with their heat pump, had dinner, then came back home.
And that's that. I should get myself to bed shortly - I haven't had a full night's sleep since at least Friday.