So today was my first day back at work post-surgery. I snagged someone's Sunday morning shift on a whim and figured that since I was able to walk the city yesterday, I should be good enough for a five hour shift It was kind of a good Sunday shift because it was half "I've never seen a Broadway show" and half "I've seen just about every Broadway show". There were some sprinkles of "what's the best show on Broadway" and "I want something funny."
Funny how a week away from work is exactly the same as the week I left. Fun note that I was wearing my "Hooray for Boobies" shirt and probably helped us sell at least five of them at the theater.
Jamba Juice still rocks
Seacrest out!
What's So Epic?
- Kryst
- a 23 year-old Army brat who decided when he was 22 it was time to pack up for New York. Ended up in Brooklyn where he lived amongst Russians paying overpriced rent until he moved closer to the gays. Attends school to keep from getting a job. Wants to act but has not yet convinced himself that it is worth staying in school for another two years.
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