It was a slow Saturday night. I was chatting with a customer when they walked in. She plopped down at the bar. Her male companion said, “We need two Shandies.” “Tell him you’re from the Eastern U.P.” she said to me, winking. I played along, not sure what she was talking about. “Sure,” I said. [...]
Archive | May, 2008
Play ball
by Amy on 22. May, 2008 in My Every Day
Tonight is one of those times when I am going in with a positive attitude — half full glasses all around! — because grad league softball season is beginning. I normally look forward to this, but we’re under new management this year, have some new faces on the team, one of whose I cannot see [...]
She’s sure to need doggie therapy after this
by Amy on 21. May, 2008 in My Every Day
My grandmother fancied herself a barber. She gave my uncle many bad home haircuts involving a Flowbee and a Tupperware bowl. I would rather you drop turds in my coffee than tell me that I’m starting to take after my grandmother. Love her as I may, there are plenty of traits (which I will not [...]
Professional courtesy
by Amy on 19. May, 2008 in My Every Day
It’s nights like Saturday night when I am reminded that sometimes, people are unhappy with their lives. Often, they will find a way to make you responsible for their unhappiness, even when it has nothing to do with you.
Just like in the Bush, but with subtle notes of plastic
by Amy on 15. May, 2008 in Food
Here’s a tip: when baking bread in the oven — bread that’s been rising for hours — you may want to remove the saran wrap from the bread before popping it in the oven. Just a thought. Ever start a recipe, get halfway through and just KNOW in your deepest darkest place that it’s not [...]
It’s so hard to say goodbye
by Amy on 12. May, 2008 in My Every Day
.flickr-photo { border: solid 0px #000000; } .flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } They’ve been with me since high school. The cleats are worn, the laces chewed up, the soles thin and uncomfortable. The dogs have shit on them a few times. But I [...]
Panacea
by Amy on 08. May, 2008 in Home & Style
.flickr-photo { border: solid 0px #000000; } .flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Sometimes you have a bad night at The Bar and walk out with $8 in tips. You’ve been commiserating all evening with one of the managers and Jim the Wonder Cook, [...]
This Little Piggy
by Amy on 07. May, 2008 in My Every Day
Time for embarrassing confession. I sometimes pick at my toenails. Friday night I had a disturbing dream. I was pulling at an annoying hangnail when I noticed that there was a gaping hole between the edge of my big toenail and the skin. I was able to pry the entire toenail back from my toe, [...]
Weaknesses
by Amy on 05. May, 2008 in My Every Day
GIVE HER A BEER AND YOU’RE IN THE CLEAR Brian, my manager and fellow hockey rental bud at The Bar, has learned to ask me questions when I am slightly tipsy. Questions like, will you pick up one of [waitress'] shifts this week? And when I agree, more questions like, will you pick up Monday, [...]
Broken
by Amy on 01. May, 2008 in My Every Day
Old Viking Gal is sitting in the vacuum/sewing machine repair shop, unrepaired, and waiting to be picked up. The estimate I got for repairs was $100, which is about $60 more than I was hoping to put spend. It’s not that I am not sentimental about her, the machine my grandmother used for many years. [...]
