I knew when Will got sick that it was only a matter of time before it hit me too... well, now it's hit.
I am working a 12 hour day today; and with a stopped up head and a churning stomache. I'll make it through, but i am deffintly not looking forward to it.
1-7 i am working my first day behind the bar by myself.
7-1 i am putting in hours at the warehouse.
I am actually quite nervous about the cellar, but i know that i'll be just fine as long as i take a deep breath and keep pushing.
I figure that since this is the saturday after new years it shouldn't be too busy, but i am very scared that it will get really busy and people will order wierd drinks that i don't know.
I'll be fine.
bring it on work.
12 hour day, here i come.