For a Couple of Hours

Volunteering last night was exhausting more physically than emotionally last night as I was assigned to dishes. The other lady I was helping laughed along with me since she'd managed to avoid the food service industry entirely while I was sixteen the last time I worked dishes. Yet there we were, spraying, stacking, and sweating. Both of us make many times what an average dishwasher makes so there was a lot of humility found in the irony. And a lot of mess. *snicker*

Coastal

Finished up tanning and noticed a sign saying they were hiring. Went up to front to find the two chicks folding towels. After they wished me a good day I stopped and said, “I noticed that you're hiring. Is there anyway we could get a surfer boy in here?” They both stopped folding at the same time to give me a “deer in headlights” look so I continued. “Well, you ladies are great and all, but wouldn't it be nice to get a little Tan Man action in here?” Now they were laughing and agreeing with me.