My boss has been acting hinky lately. He keep talking about how he wants to tax our tips. Guess he's afraid of an audit, but you know what, the tips are the only thing that keeps most of us here. I do ok, get enough to get Gabe the mitt he wants or Dill the art supplies. Not much else, living with roommates sucks...worse than a wife, but the only way I can get to eat.
Alrighty then, not much else to say today. The rain sucks, tired of it. One of these days, when the boys are grown, I am going to go someplace warm.
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