Still a few rough spots to smooth down. Actually, it was very amusing. They were overstaffed, and with almost completely inexperienced people. The hostess got lost while leading us to our table, we got refill offers from scads of people every 5 minutes, our waiter took our drink order immediately, then disappeared for 10 minutes, and two managers asked us how we were doing.
The food was pretty good, though. And we never had to worry about running out of chips.
Then to the bar for the evening of weird.
Mark put together a list of songs for me. The most evil yet, actually. I didn't even know I had a copy of Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring in the catalog. Hell, I didn't even know that piece had lyrics, much less lyrics translated into English.
Yeah, I sucked.
Terry (she of the tranny persuasion, with the awesome Chevy) came in for a while, and sang, I think, four songs. One of them extremely well - now if I could only remember which one...
Then
Yeah, I know. You'd think it would be easy to get.
And, lastly,
The funny thing is that this was the most profitable Monday the bar's had in a while. Not hugely great, but at least Paula should have had a few bucks left over after expenses. And Jorge tipped me handsomely again.
I shut down relatively rapidly, then Timmie and I dropped by Denny's and said hi to April. Then we shared an order of their new potato chip nachos for supper, came home, and slept.
I've been up and down a little bit already today, but I just resigned myself to being awake. There is much to do, and who knows, I may even do some of it.
I spent a large part of the Darko music show last night writing myself notes on the present development project, so hopefully I'll get somewhere with that. Time will, as usual, tell.