Things are well. I got a GREAT job offer at Vitamin World (a local vitamin and dietary supplement store that I supported even when I worked at GNC) that I'm going to take. I'm coming in off the street as the second assistant manager. Which is awesome. But she's stressing my advancement will take place almost immediately because the first one is leaving. Score. I like being a waiter. I really do. But the drama from all the people still in high school (or people who still think they're stuck in high school) is just not worth it. It's also extremely disheartening and emasculating to have what I make on a night doubled by a female just because she has a nice body. I'll explain. One of our servers has an incredibly nice body. She's also extremely lazy. I worked from 9 AM to 1 AM. I worked both shifts. She worked from 4:45 to 12:30. One shift. I made 75 dollars. She walked out with a little over 200. It was such a blow to my ego. Granted, that was when I first started and didn't really have my bearings, but it's always stuck with me. With what I consider to be a true salesman's personality (I got it from my dad. He can sell anything.), it was crushing. Oh well. No more. I'll be turning in a notice quite soon. I can't wait to be back in the supplement world. I also can't wait to be training again. I've missed it. I've also been missing her again. Just lately. I think the finality of her recent declaration of her engagement and quickly arriving marriage is really sinking in. I don't think I've truly forgiven myself for how we ended. And he's such a better guy than I am. But I've made leaps and bounds on that front. I'm no longer beating myself up on a hourly basis. She really was one in a billion. I've dated a little and had some decent prospects (all with extreme failure), but the effort was there. That counts for something, I guess. And I'll be going back to school relatively soon. Stoked about that. I'm slowly but surely buying myself out of debt, so that's pretty sweet too. And I'll be getting a new cell phone and plan and all that crap all by myself a lot sooner than I thought. God bless some of this newfangled technology. And I found out I was a direct descendant of Robert the Bruce. And Mary, Queen of Scots. I freaked out when I found that out. My mom's cousin did a family tree. She went all the way back to 680 AD. Took her 20 years. That's quite an undertaking. With awesome results. I've got royal Scottish blood flowing through my veins. That gives me goosebumps at the very thought. I knew I had highland blood in me, but never to that degree. Scottish and proud til the day I die. I wish I could've been born back then. I would've loved to have been a farmer. That went and fought battles on the weekends. That's my ideal life. I'll get there someday. And that's gotta count for something, right? | 
