A day off, wow!

This feels like heaven to me. An actual day off from work. I slept til almost 3:30pm. this afternoon, as I work the graveyard shift. I finally have felt like sitting down and writing for a bit. It's ironic, but the most dependable employees at the restaurant are over 40. If I here one more 20 something say how sore and tired they are I am going to scream. What do they know about achey bones? Wait til they are 44 waiting on tables. I am building up my regular clientle again. They are one of the main reasons I enjoy going in. They keep me sane. Evidence of how shitty the economy is these days is very obvious in my check averages. We have a 2,4,6,8 menu. Most people are now ordering off of that. I wait on people after they have worked an 18 hour shift and fall asleep in the booth while they are waiting for their food. I did do my good samaritan deed for the week. A young man who works for the railroad left his wallet. I turned it it, money and all. He was shocked and grateful. So there are some of us left who are honorable. Be kind to your waitress when you go out to eat. She might be as tired as you are. Peace...