papa joe's.

i got another job.
so along with working at aerie, i am also a cocktail waitress at papa joe's. it's a classy establishment. you can't wear hats or jeans there. and i have to wear a black dress and kitten heels when i'm working. my dad is the head of security, which is good because i am predicting i will be the fresh meat for a bunch of sick old guys to stare at. so along with working with my dad, my uncle is also part of the security crew. now don't get me wrong, i don't know if it is a good thing to mix family with work, but my dad and my uncle are BIG guys. and like i said, if anyone messes with me, they will quickly learn that that was a mistake. i may be tiny and frail (ha), but i come with a backbone of tough men that will beat your face into the ground until you are fluent in chinese. and if they arn't there for me, i always have my mace and knee caps.
the whole point of moving back home was to be able to save some money, so hopefully having this other job will help out. because working at aerie isn't cutting shit. and most of the time i hate it there. so it will be nice to actually work with adults and not have to throw a sales pitch in order to get more hours.