I work in a restaurant, in case you didn't read earlier.
I am a generally happy person, and get along with almost everyone,
I have done jobs like this for 24 years and love it. I have been at this place for almost 4 years and make fat money and have a good time.
Well anyway today, I was told by a friend that questions were being asked discretely about my behavior.
Seems that since I have been seen singing and dancin, while I'm at work then I'm on drugs. LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL
Part of my bad day last Friday came from talking to my manager. Some of her comments didn't make sence to me. Now they do.
I have always been a positive person, but knew I lost it for awhile.
Kinda funny(sad)to have believed you were happy that when you finally come up, you're just where you started from.
Here's to high on life!!
