I went to work at the banquet last night and I came
home around eleven. It was late already but I had fun. There was a birthday
party for sixty five people. The celebrant said that “it takes eighty five
years for him to get here”. I did not know what he meant about it. The party
was fun with lots of old people. When I was passing the appetizers they kept
saying no thanks. They said they are waiting for the dinner to be served. There
was one lady told me a few times that I am a cute little waitress. She told me
that every time I got closer to her. I thanked her many times. I think she had
fun to me because I always smiled at her. She was a nice lady and I like to see
her again next time.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
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