Getting behind on this, I know. Busy at work. The owner keeps trying to get me to be the GM. I'm just not having it. I told her today that I'd do it for 6 figures. She gave me the finger.
I had drinks with some friends from my old job last week. They got a kick out of the name of the restaurant. And then I mentioned the yoga pants that say "Good Enough to Eat" across the tush. Got some good jokes outta that one...
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