first bar rush in almost two years. that crew that is there running the show on third is a very tight knit community of people. which is absolutely wonderful for me because it lowers my chances of ever having to talk to them outside of work. jessica pretty much ran the grill the entire evening. she's just like brian and i were back in the day. our system was in place and anyone who stepped into those lines were the sworn enemy. she's good at what she does tho so i just stood back and tried to take it all in without providing much feedback. i always asked if someone needed help and i always made sure what i was doing was what they considered right. rich was the other guy working. they have three cooks during a bar rush now. rich is jessica's girlfriend's brother. i think i said that right. yes.. anyways they are like a brother and sister they were all talkative throughout the evening and they didn't involve me once. i loved it. harlan was harlan. he had a harwinism for me today too. it made me smile. he always walks up to you and says "oh theres no place like this place, can't get any better than this place right here ol' billy boy". i told him what he just said was a sign at pick n save. how it read: "it pays to work here not just shop here". he continued to say "i bet you don't think so". i agreed with him and he told me "everything is everything" depending on who you talk to. laura and sally were the waitresses. sally is the boss now, so she gets to make her world the way she wants it. this is good for me i suppose because she used to be my ally back in the day but she has formed good alliances with many people who have worked there. not that it matter. i dont have anything to keep from a supervisor anyway. everyone is all 'sketchy' about laura. two or three times people have introduced her to me and when she would wander away they would say "she's bi-polar, so don't take anything she says seriously." i dont know what to make about comments like that. its fucking mean and people should have more respect than that. also, two or three times i've been told: "your not the upbeat bill you used to be." my only response is that those parts of me have been taken away and they probably will never return. it was a good night i suppose. when i told jessica that my girlfriend said she made good french toast she all turned around off the grill and crouched down (this is how cooks see into the dining room). she thought she was in the building. i told her it was from the other day, and that she thanked her for noticing good food. it only added to her ego tho for the night. which is good. you need a fucking ego to be cook.