me and a bunch of my coworkers at the pickle barrel. i’m wearing the hat yura gave me.
we were supposed to meet outside of abercrombie at nine o’clock, but i was so bored at home that i decided to get the mall an hour early and kill time there.
i ended up bumping into annabelle and we went on a fruitless hunt for a girl’s polo shirt before parting ways.
then i bumped into bre, who was working and hating life.
apparently the store had been ridiculously busy (which i totally believed considering how crowded the mall was) and she was in no mood to deal with the awful crowds.
but hey, money’s money, right?
so i walked her back to the store and saw marianne and we headed over to victoria’s secret so she could buy some lotion or something for her mom’s friend, and we bumped into monica on the way.
we got back to the store by nine o’clock, and jesse and shehan were just leaving, with soraya and sahifa following closely behind. i went in to check my schedule and it turns out i’m working almost all of next week too.
it took us forever to decide where to eat, and by the time yura arrived, we were pretty set on the pickle barrel, even though shehan had some reservations.
we got a booth at pickle barrel and there were some really loud people next to us, which seemed to piss monica off more than the rest of us.
dinner was filled with chatter and laughter and even though my and sahifa’s dishes weren’t actually made correctly, it was still a pretty good time.
yura had actually gotten us all presents (thongs for the ladies, various other gifts for the guys), which explained her late arrival. she is actually the sweetest thing.
we were going to order dessert, but apparently the kitchen was closed so we decided to save that for tomorrow night.
most of us are working a closing shift tomorrow anyways.
good stuff.
we got our fit waiter to take a couple of group photos of us, and people started talking about how they could finally feel the christmas spirit.
oh, what a joyous, merry time.