So, last night started alright, I was in some psycho hyper mood and I was pretty much bouncing off the walls. I guess the notion that I was going to a party after work that was not only, local, but by someone I knew set me off into a really good mood.

I got to work, and as I approached the back door the usually full carpark of workers from the surrounding restaurants was empty. Considering we'd recently had some huge powerfailures, it made sense. I walked into the restaurant and my indean boss gave me a blank look and said 'we're closed tonight, tried to call but you didn't answer'. I was shocked, my boss uses every possible opportunity to open, to, uh...open!

Either way I didn't take my time, I turned around and exited the premises as soon as I could, rather happy that I didn't have to work!

Bla bla bla long story short, Harry (my boss) called me back and wanted me to work because he just randomly decided that he wanted to open the restaurant.

man I am so shit at blogs, I just can't be bothered telling the whole story, because I'm shit at telling stories. But yeah, I have yet another 'crush' or whathaveyou on a guy that I so wish I had a chance with but kinda don't.

DAMNIT.