So the owner approaches me and offers me a Saturday night off. It's been forever since I've had a weekend (ish) off, with cash in my pocket, we're trying out a couple of new waitresses, and so I pounce....
Saturday Morning. A Saturday Night Off.....I'm a waiter (at the moment) - this never happens, never, ever, ever,....what to do? What to do?
And my head is reeling with the possibilities...
I'm sober, 2 days, and so I'm a little bit quicker on the draw than I should be, probably...
The possibilities, the possibilities....All morning, afternoon, considering...
In the end they collapse - as they must - and I take the boy to see "Famous Puppet Death Scenes" at the Grand (3rd time for me), after which we head over to the Loose Moose Theater to take in the "Cinema of Regret". A long day, night, of high expectations that in the end were poorly met, a fall-on-your-face flat sort of Saturday off. Nothing could have lived up to the anticipation...