If you can dodge a wrench, you can dodge a ball

I'm always trying to find ways to enjoy work. It can really get old coming in at night, dealing with the same customers, the same food, the same girls, every. single. night. So once in a while, roomie and I will search for new games or items to bring to work to keep us entertained. We've brought her Wii to play, we've brought card games, we've made obstacle courses, but NOTHING compares to what we found last night.



DODGETAG!!!

The restaurant closes at midnight, so roomie and I donned our headbands (yes, we bought headbands), our vests, and received 3 squishy balls each and ran around the restaurant pegging each other with these balls. Whoever got the ball to stick on the vest first, won. When the other girls saw us playing, they wanted to join also. Even our manager and a few customers were dying to play!

While this was going on, we managed to get my iphone hooked up to the stereo system and played Pandora Radio throughout the restaurant. Little things like this make work actually fun. It makes me WANT to go into work and play. Telling us we can't do this or that when it's encouraged by corporate to have fun is so confusing. But hopefully after last night, we'll get to do more things like that more often!

Not related to work at all

I also wanted to add one more thing, since I do like to keep track of my life via this blog sometimes. But C and I are completely done. He wasn't what I thought and I did get really hurt in the process. I should have listened to the warnings that I got and I should have listened to my head, but I didn't.

I'm getting boyfriend fever . . . -_- I want a guy to be with and to love me for me. I'm so picky and I refuse to settle for anything less than what I deserve, but damn I hate being single now. I've been single for almost a year. It's getting old and quick.

Not my fault this time!!

So sorry everyone, but my school account decided to change and do some crazy stuff without me knowing. As a result, my email for this blog became altered and I had been working for the past month to figure out how to log into my account. I ended up just completely changing my email for this blog and I should be alright now. We'll see!

Time to catch you lovely readers up on what's been going on in the land of Hooterville! About two weeks ago we had the Hooter's Swimwear Contest. This year's theme was Gangster/Roaring 20's theme. Roomie was pushed by our GM to be in the contest, even though she really didn't want to. Unfortunately, it became a scheduled shift and she couldn't back out. So off we went (with our other friend in tow) to look for a gangster costume she could wear. This was SO not easy!! But roomie and friend found one and she looked awesome in the contest!! She did not place in the top ten, but three other girls from our store did (out of 31 girls). I was so proud of them!! All of our girls worked very hard to be up there. I was sad though because I got a few regulars telling me I should have been up there. I'm just too self conscious about my lack of boobies and my stomach that I couldn't see myself up on that runway. Next year though, I want to try for real.

I cannot forget to talk about S. Now, I try very hard to give all the new girls who come into the restaurant a chance. But I also know when someone will be gone relatively soon after they get hired. S was like that. This woman really gave us a bad name for a bit because she had no line of decency. She would tell our customers while pouring beer, "I always give head. And I won't stop until you tell me to. . . " all while acting sultry. This woman was a Hooter's Girl back in '99 and had no concept of anything. She had fake hair, fake teeth, a fake nose, and fake boobs. I have no problem with this, but when she looked really fake and has all the customers asking if she was once a man . . . :( Suffice to say, she was let go the other night. We get some interesting girls.

Now I know Hooters gets a bad rap because apparently we're all sluts, but I've never heard a story quite like this. I was off this night, but we had one girl who's name is A. She was sitting with one guy at her table, talking and laughing with him for quite some time. He wasn't eating, only drinking. Apparently, a woman came storming up to A and yelled out "I see you staring this man in the eye! I'm not stupid! I KNOW what you're trying to do, you whore! YOU'RE A PROSTITUTE AND ARE TRYING TO SELL YOUR SERVICES!!!" At this point, our manager comes out after hearing the commotion and he gets her wrath as she screams that she will never enter a Hooters again because they're just a prostitution ring. Um, ok? I couldn't help but laugh when I heard this story. Once again, I must mention that we have girls going to college, already have their degrees, are mothers and wives and innocent girls. We are not whores at all. It's funny though to hear it. :)

I know there are more stories to tell, but I cannot think of them at the moment. Does anyone know of an app that works well for on-the-go blogging? I need one for my iphone so I don't have to go forever and a day and wait to get to my computer to tell my stories.

Also, my birthday's coming up! Dunno what that has to do with anything, but I'm excited!! :D