The first player of this game starts with writing 6 weird things/habits about themselves and then selects 6 others to write an entry about their 6 weird things/habits as well as state this rule clearly. After making your list of weird things, pick 6 others. They are allowed to laugh at you in your comments as much as they want so deal! Don't forget to leave a note that says, "You are tagged!" in their diary.
Since I have never been big on rules, I am modifying this game and writing six weird things about the Bagel Store. It's only a small modification, right? It still counts, right? Actually, I don't really care if it counts, I'm doing it anyway.
So, here they are:
1. Harry wrote a book. The best reaction I heard to this was, "Harry wrote a book? I didn't know Harry read a book." The book is typed up in little folders on one of the tables out front. You can pick it up if you want to and read it as you eat your bagel. Once when we had no customers, I read the first three chapters. It is pretty atrocious. It is clichÈd and confusing, and semicolons are used in almost every sentence. I'm not sure why he likes semicolons so much. Since the front of the folder asks for constructive criticism, I wrote him a paragraph about the use of semicolons. Well, at least that regular who works at the Hallmark store likes it.
2. It costs extra to be mean. The food at the Bagel Store is actually really expensive, and dumb things cost extra. So normally, most of us don't charge for things like cheese and extra vegetables, or like, four dollars for a peice of cheese between two peices of bread. Unless you are mean to us. In that case, we do.
3. Pan dowdy. Alright, I should warn all of you right now, if you are ever in the New England area, and you go into a mom and pop bagel shop, and the people inside are wearing green aprons, don't get anything called "pan dowdy." Just don't do it. Pan dowdy is a mysterious coffee cake looking thing which has no description on the menu except for "pan dowdy." It is actually a compilation of stale bread and muffins, cemented together with eggs and cream, baked, and topped with whatever else happens to be lying around. The pan dowdy looks different every day. Usually you can still see little bits of cranberries and pistachios and chocolate chips and various other things that are left over from the muffins. Strangely enough though, there are some customers who think that pan dowdy is the best thing in the store. There are people who order entire pans of it to serve at parties.
(Sam has her own version of pan dowdy which she makes when things are particularly slow. She takes whatever's left over in the sandwich maker, puts it in the microwave, and makes Jake eat it and guess what was left over in the sandwich maker that day.)
4. I still don't have my freaking green hat yet. That's right. I have now been in training for four months. I have actually had the prices memorized and been ready to take the test for quite a while, but I had to wait for Harry or Gail to actually be present to take it. Then when Harry and I were finally working at the same time, he "couldn't find the test" and would have to "get one from home." The next time, he "completely forgot about it." The time after that, he got me one, and I took the test. I didn't remember some of the combo specials. I'm not sure whether I passed, because Harry hasn't gotten around to correcting it yet. But no one's given me a green hat.
5. Everyone there always talks about quitting, but no one ever actually does. This makes sense, I suppose. It pretty much sums up the way I feel about the Bagel Store. If I talked at all at work, I would probably make empty threats about quitting all the time too. Because the Bagel Store is very easy to have a love/hate relationship with. It's hard, and it pays shit, and the bosses are mean and the regulars are creepy and it takes them four freaking months to train you. But there's something endearing about it. There's something about it that you can really get attatched to, and it makes quitting the job a lot harder somehow than it would be than if you worked at McDonalds.
6. I never talk, so everyone assumes they like me. I didn't mean for things to turn out this way. I am just antisocial, and I don't make friends very easily, so I just kept silent based on instinct and assumed that either no one would notice me or everyone would make fun or me as a result. I suppose everyone does make fun of me. But they make fun of me in a very good natured way. They make fun of me exactly the same way people make fun of Bonnie. Bonnie is different. Bonnie is amusing. People don't exactly take her seriously, but everyone thinks she's cool. "Oh, Bonnie? Oh yeah, she's cool." This based only on the fact that she sits in corners and smiles and almost never opens her mouth. I'm pretty sure this is exactly what people at work think of me. "Oh, Aidan? Oh yeah, she's cool." I think that Bonnie might actually know something that the rest of us don't.
Jake talks to me all the time. He greets me enthusiastically whenever he sees me. He asks me how my weekend was, and tells me how his weekend was, and tells me in a confidential tone which regulars he hates, and complains to me about how he is going to quit his job. Even Jessica seems to like me now, and talks to me quite a bit, and doesn't seem to mind that my only response to what she says is quiet laughter. She has taken to calling me by a cutsie pet name which it is rather tempting to turn my real name into. Usually I don't let people do this, but with her, I figure it's better than when she was bitchy. So I just let her talk about drinking and sex and other employees she hates and regulars she hates and people I don't know she hates, and just smile, and it causes her to like me.
It's really bizzare.
So, that was my being tagged. The modification was totally just me being creative and different. It definately wasn't just that I am lazy and was going to write about the Bagel Store anyway.
Now I will tag people. Hm...
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