The owner of the pub I worked at last night was getting married today. Because of the hills and such, my Mom didn't really want to walk down there in heels...so I drove her and my Dad down. I needed to make myself look decent first though. And after about 5 hours of sleep...it wasn't an easy task.
Once I dropped them off, I took myself to Starbucks. When I walked in, I saw the top of this guy's head and for a split second, I forgot where I was and got extremely excited. I thought it was the Braintree Starbucks guy. When I realized I was in Canada...you probably could have seen the disappointment on my face as the next realization - the fact that there was no way it was him - set in. I drove home with my frappuccino, drove my brother down to work, and came back to catch up on blogs and get ready for work. I went down about half an hour before I was supposed to start, and got to see the bride and groom at a different restaurant on the front, and said hi to some family friends. I went into work, and Stephen and Carly wanted wedding cake, so we went back to the restaurant, they ate cake while we spoke to more people, and then we went back to the pub, and I started work.
It was a really fun/really busy night. About half an hour after I started, the entire wedding party/attendees/parade and festival goers showed up. I didn't get a 2 second break for the next 5 hours, but I was fine with that. I was having such a good time, and made some decent money. After everyone cleared out, we spent another night at the OB. It was early morning again, before I got to sleep xx
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