That's a wrap

My two weeks notice is up, I quit work today. So... A few last minute observations I made at The Bowl: I was very surprised to learn that a classy joint like that has its bathrooms equipped with one ply toilet paper. I mean, come on... I have two or three ply at my house. I also realized that in my two months of working in a very public place, I have gotten over most of my inhibitions. I'm actually very used to people now. Two months of giving directions to strangers, seating people, dealing with unwanted advances, and kicking people who grope can really change a person.

In other Bowl related news, some woman tried to get past me after the show had just ended. I told her I couldn't let her pass and she started yelling at me. I believe her exact words were: "Are you kidding me? Jesus flippin' Christ! The show's over! I hate you people! I hope you die!" After kindly pointing out to her that death is an inescapable end for all of us, I escorted her out.

And to end this on a sad note, a CD I had loaned to one of my backstage friends did not find its way back into my hands.