Tuesday, February 1

Tipper

It's been a long day. Up at 4 (central time) in Boston to make it to my cubicle in Milwaukee by 9. Then I stayed late at work.

I'm going through my receipts from the weekend. I tipped the White Horse waitress (Hillary, from IL not TX, English major not anthropology) $5 on an $8 check. I don't remember doing that. Man, she played me like a fiddle. I'll have more updates from the weekend when I've had more sleep.

2 comments:

Tom said...

like a fiddle.
you weren't the only one.
-T

Anonymous said...

hope you had a great time in boston. really wish i had come.

my adopted friend marissa is moving to seattle and i went to new hope to see her on monday after my poli sci class. i sung karaoke (I Will Survive) and drank two Irish car bombs, got home at 4AM, made it to my eye exam then to work, but couldn't really see anything at work because of my dilated pupils. then i was at the photo lab developing pictures until 10PM.

that was me, relating to you.

love, adina