The Grand-Master League at TOTR

Tonight, work showed its true face, casting off its shroud of monotony. The restaurant was twice-over booked, and the dishes were sky-high already when I arrived. They only got higher, almost reaching the moon. What is supposed to be a 6pm-9pm shift eventually wound up being a 6pm-11:30pm shift, and we still weren't done; we pushed stuff off until tomorrow (today now, I guess). Mich apparently dumped drinks on herself in the lobby, but she's so hot it doesn't even matter. I'm too tired to type more... but tomorrow night (or tonight, rather), I get to do it alllllllllllll over again. I'm overjoyed.