I can't believe it's already Sunday night. Where did the weekend go?
Friday night was fun. Thierry and I went to an Indian restaurant in Soho. I'm not sure what I had, but it was good. Indian food wouldn't be my first choice, but I'm glad I tried it and wouldn't be against eating it again.
Afterward we wandered around in search of something fun. We came across a bar that had walls covered in license plates, a pool table and $10 all-you-can-drink Bud Light. We had good conversation, and right before we left the bartender did this:
Saturday, Chris and I met up with Meredith at the Opera in midtown. No, not an actual opera, but a club in what used to be the China Club. Meredith's friends got us free VIP and I drank free all night. Hey, if it's free it's for me. It was the first time I had to go through a metal detector and get padded down to get in a club, but once inside the DJ was great.
Today, I had an interview for a brunch serving position at House Restaurant in the West Villiage. The chef/manager was very friendly and said he would call me tomorrow night after he interviewed everyone and made a decision. Cross your fingers for me, because I really need the money.
To be honest, though, I really don't want a second job. This is literally the only time since I started working for Chick-fil-a when I was 15 that I've had weekends off, and every single one has been amazing. Oh well, I guess it's back to reality. And it's a great way to meet more people. Hopefully I have good news tomorrow.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
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I completely understand. It's so funny because once you're down to one or no jobs, no matter how broke you get, you'll make any excuse not to look. I always tell daddy if I could convert all the alcohol that I don't pay for to a paycheck, I'd be rich.
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