Friday, March 21, 2003
at 9:39 PMHe's So Dreamy!
The Rainforest Cafe closes at ten o'clock Friday evenings. At nine o'clock this evening Bonnie informed me the store was down five hundred dollars. She indicated she would purchase dinner for me tomorrow if we broke sales. I thus put on my inane sales-lady persona, stalking every person who perchanced into the store until they made their merry way to the cash register. Sales went over by at least forty dollars, Bonnie seemed pleased, I stayed a half hour later to help her close the store, and all was well.
Bonnie intends to make good on her promise. I do not mind too much taking advantage of this, as she gets half off the meal anyway. Perhaps I'll call up Zach tomorrow, see if he has a shift, and request his presence at my table if he does not.
Zach dressed as Cha! Cha! today. Scott and I giggled at him behind his back because we could see that giraffe neck of his under the Cha! Cha! head. Jo, who has some female thing for Zach, looked inside the Cha! Cha! mouth then walked back to me, saying she could tell Zach was in there by his eyes."I could stare into his eyes all day!"
I gagged reflexively in response to the above direct quote. Of course, I must tell Zach about Jo's ejaculation. It'll creep him out, and I would never miss an opportunity to make one of my friends deeply uncomfortable.
