12:00 am: ring in the new year with friends by watching the ball drop.
12:50 am: finally find myself in bed and drifting off to sleep, dreading my alarm going off at 4am for my early early Perkins shift.
3:50 am: awake to the sound of the alarm...but my alarm is set for 4! nope, it's the fire alarm. put on coat, sweatpants and shoes, go stand outside in the FREEZING cold for 15 minutes waiting for the fire truck to arrive with obnoxious smoking/swearing neighbors who are trying to decide if there really is smoke rising above the other wing of the building or not.
4:09 am: watch the fire truck arrive and NO ONE GET OUT OF IT FOR A COUPLE OF MINUTES. decide that clearly the fire situation is bogus, go back upstairs (shivering violently) in spite of the still-screaming fire alarm to throw some stuff in a bag and leave to go shower at mom's before work.
4:20 am: awaken extremely confused mother and attempt to explain the situation.
4:25 am: realize that there is probably not time for a shower. opt to change into uniform and get to work a little early to become caffeinated before beginning shift.
4:50 am: get to work and find out that one of the day time servers has called in "sick" (hmm yes, mysteriously sick on new years...) and we are very short staffed on a busy day. drink many cups of coffee.
5:00 am: start shift. not too busy so far.
7:00 am: still not too busy...
8:00 am: wonder if it will ever get busy...
9:30 am- 1:30 pm: run around like crazy to serve many, many hungry customers who take pity and tip very well.
1:30 pm: finally go to the bathroom.
3:00 pm: manager says that I will be cut as soon as I serve a party of 22 that just came in, which turns into the party that opens Christmas presents while taking up half the dining room at Perkins and WILL NOT LEAVE (but who are actually, very pleasant people. very pleasant people who tipped me $60...)
4:30 pm: realize that the sun is setting, and I saw absolutely no daylight on the first day of the new year except through Perkins windows.
4:45 pm: finally finish clean up work. count money, realize that maybe it was just worth it to work for four times as long as I actually got to sleep the previous night.
5:00 pm: arrive home. take the long-awaited shower and wash the 14 layers of Perkins grease off my face. put on pajamas. plant myself on couch.
5:16 pm: while watching the news, hear that "this broadcast is sponsored by Perkins". turn the channel to Hannah Montana.
5:30 pm: blog.
5:50 pm: suddenly overcome by extreme hunger, realize I should probably eat something before I go to bed...
7:oo pm: go to bed. (I hope!)