I has job!

Woo! Omg. xD. I'm all excited and nervous and anxious. And it was too easy.

Let me detail it for you! =P
I walked in, walked up to the hostess and was like "Is there a manager in?", and she looks back to a fat lady, and they're both like looking at eachother for a minute trying to say something, and she's like "Wait, what position are you applying for?" "Busboy" "Okay, wait here a second and I'll go get a manager." And so she goes back, comes back to the fat lady, says "He's in the coolers", and turns to me "He'll be out here soon." Then I wait for a bit, and the fat lady comes up and says, "Come with me." I start walking, and she's all "So what's your name?" and I'm like "... hrm?", and she's like "... your name." "Oh, Daniel," I said, mumbly. "... What?" She didn't hear me. I shook my head head, clearing it "Daniel." "Okay Daniel" She holds out her hand for the paper, and I handed it to her. She glanced it over as she led the way to a table, putting it there and gesturing for me to sit. I do so, and she says "A manager will be here in a bit, just wait here. His name is Rob." As she's walking away, she glances at the sheet again, and says "Oh, you aren't related to Ashley, are you?" My brilliant answer was "Yes." Good thing she wasn't the manager I had to impress.
So I sit there. Annnnd I sit there. I put my phone on silent, gazing outside at the sunlit day, glancing around at the lighted signs adveritising Coors Light, among others. I watched countless servers come and go, looking for any guys ... there were like two, and they apparently weren't Rob. I almost wanted to leave; I'd been there nearly half an hour, but maybe this was a test. Finally, a man wearing a Burger King crown, with a very scruffy blonde beard walks up to me, in his uniform, and holds out his hand. He was one of those pretty-boys that could pull off the 'scruffy' look while still looking immaculately clean, and one of those people you instantly like. "Hey, I'm Rob" he said. I took his hand, smiling that fake smile you use when you're trying to appear warm and friendly; "Daniel." Rob took a seat across from me, taking the paper in his hands and looking over it. "Oh, you're Ashley's brother, right?" "Yep." "That's good. Ah, not a felon. You've never had a job before, Daniel?" This one was important. "No, I haven't. Well ... a few summers ago, I volunteered at Habitat For Humanity, but..." He was already shaking his head, as if to say "That doesn't count", but he didn't say anything. "So are you still in school?" I answered like an idiot: "Yeah, I'm taking some calculus and stuff this year, and I'm hoping to transfer to App some time." Now, see, not only does he not want to know this (it's not just random chit-chat, after all), but I just gave him a good reason not to hire me. He noticed this, and he kind of gave me an odd look; "And when are you planning on doing that?" I realized my mistake at this point, but managed to keep my composure, "In about a year." He nodded, and kept looking over my application. "Well. Daniel Todd Beaver II" He drew out my name, smirking, as if he found it funny. "You have a job." My heart leapt into my throat. "I want to see you here tomorrow at 10:00 sharp. Don't be late. You'll need a pair of jeans and some slickless server shoes." At this, he held out his foot so I could take a look at his shoes. "You can buy them for about $20 at Wal-Mart. Your sister should know what I'm talking about." He was smiling now, and he winked at this. "You can wear a hat if you want," and he gestured at his Burger King crown, "as long as there's no naked ladies on it." He was grinning, probably at my expression, and all I could really say was "... Alright then." I stood, because he had stopped talking, and was smiling at this point. "Thanks" I said, genuinely. He nodded, and repeated "I'll see you tomorrow at 10. Don't be late. Oh, and remember," he pointed at his crown, "I'm the king." He winked, and we both laughed a little; him because he thought his joke was funny, me because I was becoming giddy at the prospect of actually having a job. I waved at him, and walked out the door, taking long strides and trying not to jump up and down. I got in my truck, and sang out loud with my music up two volumes higher than normal, driving recklessly for the thrill.

And here I am now. xD

For those who didn't notice, that was some small practice for writing a short story of sorts, though I doubt my stories would ever be about something so mundane =P, as intriguing as it may be. Besides which, nobody likes a main character who's all nervous and twitchy xD.

At any rate, I'm excited. If you can't tell. I has job! I get to go in in the morning. I have no clue of the pay or anything, but from what my sister tells me, I'll be earning around $50 a night from tips alone. That's enough to see Jessica after two nights working! Of course, now that I have a job, I'll have to ask for time off (and I can work a bit longer to get some cash to stay longer, at a hotel, rather than sleeping in my truck =P). My plan is to see Jessica for something like a week at a time (because I doubt they'd let me off work for much longer, especially since I just started... that's a stretch anyway, but we'll see), and save up some cash otherwise. All I ever have to buy is gas, since I live with my parents, so I can save up. I need... $400 for a drumset, $300 or so for a new Xbox (I'd get a PS3, but I already have a bunch of controllers for Xbox). $500 for a computer upgrade (which isn't needed much since I don't game much anymore, but that's irrelevant) OR $1000ish for a decent laptop. Oh right. $800ish for a semester of school. I suppose that one should go first =P, but first is Jessica. I can get student loans if I have to.

I like making plans with money that I don't even have yet. =P. As long as I make no RELIANT plans, I'm good (though I should definitely start making more serious plans for the Symphony X concert on August 23rd. Woo!)