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This is a test of sorts. I'm currently writing this on my iTouch. I dunno, call me tech-savvy.

So, work sucked tonight (Sunday). We were slow and I made no money. Last night, however, was a different story. I had this table towards the end of the night whose bill was $16 and some change. I'm in the alley cleaning up when I see that they're about to leave. I go up to wish them a good night and such and I start to count their money as they leave. Guess what? There's nine bucks left on the table.

Naturally, I try to catch up with them, but they're walking quickly. I say loudly, "Hey, guys" to get their attention and they walk faster. I get to them before they are out the door and inform them of their "mistake." Dude ends up giving me enough money to cover the rest of the bill and an acceptable tip. Thanks, pal, I didn't realize that our prices were only suggestions.

My last table of the night is a one-top. To be fair, I have no clue who this dude is and wouldn't know it if I ran into him tomorrow. But I felt bad for the guy; not because he was by himself, that happens all the time. I felt bad because he looked so sad. Maybe he was sad because he had me for a server, I don't know. I do know that I saw a lot of myself in him. It was like I saw myself in five, maybe ten, years.

Again, I don't know this man. He might have been fine, but I know that I don't want to become what I saw him to be (no offense, sir, if you happen to read this). I have the next three days off. In that time I intend to do two things: clean my room (highly unlikely) and start making a plan to get my act together.

Oh, and one more thing. If I have one more person look at the sides listing in out menu and order "smashed potatoes" when it clearly says "MASHED potatoes" I'm going to scream and/or slap a bitch.