If someone had told me in April that the Tigers would win 95 games and make the playoffs, I would have been thrilled. As it is, I'm trying to tell myself that, because it's the only solace I have after seeing them swept by the hapless KC Royals to end the year and not win the division title.
All in all, it's not that bad. I actually think I'd rather play the Yankees than the A's, and it will sure be sweet if we can beat them. But the momentum is not on our side. But neither is it for the Yankees, who lost their final series and lost Randy Johnson.
Unfortunately, I have to work on Tuesday night, for the opening game, for the first playoff game I really care about in 19 years. I wish I could figure out a way to watch it anyway. I'm quite sure the job will be completely dead. Maybe I'll bring in a radio or something. It makes me so angry that I'll be missing it.
I hate the second job lately. No matter what day I work, I can think of hundreds of other things I should be doing. I still like everyone I work with, but mentally I'm done. Today, I very intentionally gave a dirty look to a lady who decided it would be appropriate to leave me $25 for a $22.68 bill. It was a look of pure hatred, and I hope she noticed. I'm not sure how someone can be that absolutely condescending, belittling, and cheap to hand me the bill holder, smile, and say "keep the change" when the change is only a 10% tip. I was a damn good server for her, too. Stupid bitch.
And, that, folks, is why I probably shouldn't be waiting tables much longer. Even though I made one nice tip today, I still focus on the cheap bastards who haven't learned the rules of tipping or don't notice how hard I'm working or are comletely oblivious to everyone else in the world except themselves. The good moments are happening far more infrequently than the bad moments. At least, today, I made about $50 for 4 hours of work. Still, it has always been my goal to keep the second job until I paid off my car (I owe $1800 more). I'm not sure if I'm going to make it. I'm just too miserably busy this year.
Speaking of whining, I want to say that I really hate my graduate course this semester. It just hasn't gotten better. Every Sunday, I'm left reading horrible shit about curriculum development that doesn't interest me much, and then I have to rattle off a BS essay every Monday sometime when all I really want to be doing is grading papers for my students. After loving my two summer courses, this course is horrible.
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