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I worked my first official shift at hard rock today! from 2 to 12:30. auuuugggghhh. I was also doing double duty, covering for marissa who has vertigo. is that even possible? haha. it was tons of fun! we get super busy between 4 and 9 and so its nonstop for those hours. jamie gets mad at me when I sing along with neil young but then I get equivocally mad at him when he sings along with nickelback so whatever. the servers are hilarious, they try to butter us up so that we sit less people in their sections. of course that's impossible, but the ones who try the hardest to impress us get the least number of tourists (who are a pain). the biggest pain are the tourists from countries where it's acceptable to try and kiss my cheek when I seat you. I do not know what countries those are but there should be laws. strict laws. a group of guys from portugal came in and all of the girls were like 'ooh look at the boys' but when I went to seat them, the main guy had a bunch of questions for me. he had a toothpick in his mouth and was asking me all sorts of stuff in broken english and couldn't seem to understand 'will you please wait at the bar while I prepare you a table.' eventually he was enunciating his broken english so sharply around his toothpick that a giant spitwad flew from his big gross mouth and went right into my EYE. I couldn't stop my look of repulsion and the startled 'ack!' at which he humbly took a seat at the bar. when their table was ready I came over to direct them to it, and his friend handed me his umbrella. if that isn't a wah-wahhhh moment, I don't know what is.

the best part about working a double shift is that at about halfway through, you get a nice long break and you can choose anything from the menu for dinner! hooray! on account of I had only eaten a bowl of cereal before coming to work, I was stoked. I tried joe perry's rockin' chicken quesadilla with chunks of pineapple and mango in it, featuring joe perry's own spicy tropical chutney. I don't care how much you rock, joe perry, tropical chutney is still a lame product to put your name on (and making it spicy does not make it cooler). but it tastes good. so I suppose I should give him that much. oh and hard rock has excellent guacamole.

a music video aired of bono and the edge doing a pretty rad acoustic version of vertigo (not related to poor marissa) and apparently it was shot right in temple bar not long ago. but also apparently bono lives out of ireland nine months of the year to avoid taxes. his house is out in kilkenny anyway. or killarney. or kill someone.