Jesus. Why did I agree to open on Fridays? 7:30? Bad call, maaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnn.
We spent a pretty good night at the bar last night. Everyone seemed to be having a good time, despite the fact we were at the Chug. Everyone is an overstatement. Kyle will say, "last night was alright". Or, "the Chug sucks, man". Or, "I'm never going to a bar again".
I can't wait for my boss to get in so I can go get some shitty chips from the vending machine. From there, I feel, things will start to look up.
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