Myspace Is Your Space

So today I got to work, after having a particularly stressful morning taking care of my sick mother. I say it was stressful because I would have much rather stayed to take care of my mother than go to work, but my dad and aunt were able to stay with her so she was well taken care of. My amazing manager Kris (28, successful, blonde hair, blue eyes, 68" High Def television) allowed me to come in 45 minutes late to work until someone could be with my mom. When I got there Kris had already done all of my opening sidework (thank you Kris!) and all I had to do was cut bread and put out butter. How nice!

There was no host today, so we servers seated customers ourselves in our sections. A man walked in by himself and most servers do not like to take single parties (smaller checks I suppose...) but I like solos, so I greeted him and sat him in my section. Little did I know that this man was the founder of myspace! (No, he's not Tom or Chris, the two guys who came up with the idea and were the essential brains of the operation.) This man owns and operates the media company under which myspace was run. HOW EXCITING! I didn't know that he was who he was, but he looked familiar so I made a point of looking at the name on his credit card. B_____ B_____. I assumed he was a football player because he looked like he could have been and the name fer sure seemed like a pro athlete. So I got home and googled him and found out who he was... so so SO exciting! And for the record, he tipped me very well. Hope he comes back!