Today was no usual Sunday, but was a subtle reminder of how some live their lives up here on the Upper West Side. I don't normally work on Sundays, I take this one day out of the week to devote to church, laundry and some rest and relaxation (most of the time). Today I had to work brunch at the restaurant... Sunday brunch. For those of you who have never been, I encourage you to never go. Or as a matter of fact, go and see the crazies who come out on Sundays. It's absolutely nonsense. Honest to God sometimes I just laugh at it all. People come in, yell for tables, and are cranky, anxious, rude, and plain old strange. Plus not to mention Sundays seem to be "take your baby/babies in strollers the size of the empire state building to a tiny restaurant" day. Holy parking garage for strollers. Wow its a sight to see. Reciting tables that are paid, cleared, bussed all while calming raging guests, dodging servers and bus boys, putting tables together, taking them apart, but most of all... "remaining calm and cool, keeping guests happy and wanting to return" hahaha, yea you can laugh. It truly is a joke.
But that was today. Followed by schoolwork, dinner with the girls at a Ukranian restaurant, more schoolwork and funfetti cake.
Smiling and counting the days til some sun and sand.
XOXO
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