Daft Punk - Within
A woman without love wilts like a flower without sun.
My best friend is getting married in two days and I am drunk took three shots of moonshine and ate a moonshine cherry and Missouri was really boring to drive through minus crossing the Mississippi River.
Last night in Murfreesboro the host of trivia night asked “What instrument did LUIS Armstrong play?” Not sure what’s worse the mispronunciation or how much of a joke that question is.
REAL TALK
CAVEMEN DID NOT EAT BAKED GOODS.I’m not listening to any of you paleo diet motherfuckers until I see one of you kill a cow with a spear.
(via rosaley)
how could I forget to mention in my “good day” post that one of those guys at my last table made a comment about how there should be a magnifying glass app on his phone so he could read the menu easier.
since signing up for spotify there has been a significant rise in the amount of time I spend listening to biggie smalls, panic! at the disco, dolly parton, cursive, and kevin devine.
a good day
tonight I got to work early and brought my coworker an iced coffee. I got a table at around 6pm and I served a nice Irish couple who I soon found out are the owners of Murphy’s Law at the Hardrock. They drank a few glasses of wine and ate a bunch of appetizers and left me $10 additional tip. I sat with my coworkers talking for two hours without a single customer. Watched the Heat game while eating lentil soup. When hopes of closing early were at a peak and the other waitress left.. another couple showed up and ate dinner. Then as they were leaving, at around 10:55 pm, three more people open the door and I go into angry mode. I wanted to be in bed so bad, especially after having done nothing for two hours. My manager sat them and I prepared a double apple hookah for them. Two men and a woman who spoke Arabic. They asked where I was from and we spoke about Kurdistan. After a few minutes they told my coworker and I to take a seat and hang out with them. It was just us outside and my manager was inside smoking his own hookah cruisin’ Instagram so we sat with them and ended up talking for an hour. I went from pissed to happy in milliseconds. They told us they all grew up and went to school together in Dubai 30+ years ago and haven’t seen each other since. They reunited for the weekend and stopped by to smoke and talk. They told us stories from their childhood and I asked them questions about living there in the 80’s and it felt really cool knowing how happy they were sharing their stories with a random stranger they just met who was actually interested in hearing their random stories. They thought I was 18 and were stunned when they found out otherwise. The guy insisted (something Middle Eastern men are really, really good at) on sharing a piece of his Kilwin’s dark chocolate fudge with me. When they left they all hugged me and I left work feeling really happy and like my life had changed just because these people decided to stop by.
