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Sun, 28 Nov 2004

We made it to day five!!!

I read in my protesting book that if you make it through day five of a protest, then that means you've made it over the hump and everything is downhill from there.... whew!

So today, Sunday November 28, I arrived at my corner at around 5:14 PM after picking up my friend Dan AKA Massachussets Fats. He had offered to go out and support me the previous day and actually called me up and got me motivated to go out to the streets tonight (before he called I had wasted most of my Sunday watching old O.C. episodes and eating Cookies and Cream frozen yogurt.) So I was excited to be mildly productive with my Sunday.

We got to the corner in high spirits and I had given Dan one of my old Red Robin polos so that we could both be in full uniform. The honks were few and far between tonight (I think we only got three) and one ass clown had his girlfriend lean on her horn while he tried to get me to admit that I was fired for smoking too much weed. Despite the low crowd participation Dan and I still managed to have fun by making small talk and deciding that it would be a bad idea to get my hair cut and that I should sport the longness for awhile.

Well about half way through my shift on the street my friend Paige showed up for her shift at work, but she made sure to stop by and say hi before she went in. Immediately after Paige came up to a, some crazy guy with open lacerations covering his face walked by and said something about "argh You got fired from red robin for the truth argh huh?" And I kind of just nodded and went back to talking to Paige because it was obvious this guy was not big fan of showers or being sober. But while he was waiting at the corner for the light to change to cross the street he started talking to Dan. Now I can hear Dan talking to this guy and I can tell that he is uncomfortable and the noble thing for me to do would have been to turn around and help Dan get out of this unwanted conversation, but instead I tell Paige not to move so that I can fake that we're are in a deep discussion so that I won't be bothered. Well this guy "Cuts McGee" starts asking Dan why he's protesting and I hear Dan say, "Well, I'm not the one that you should talk to, my friend here has more of the facts." And this is followed by a not so gentle poking to get my attention, well I knew what Dan was up to and I was not about to get sucked into a conversation with Cuts so I held my ground and continued talking to Paige.

Sometime around then Paige tells me that if I'm nice to the guy maybe he'll give me "Bush." And I was kind of confused, I didn't know what she was talking about. Was "Bush" the new street slang for oral pleasure or did she mean that the smelly ole Cuts might try to offer me a marijuana cigarette if I was nice enough? Well turns out she was referring to neither of these scenarios and actually was suggesting that if I was nice to Cuts, then maybe he'd give me one of his Busch beers that he was carrying around......Well the guy caught his light eventually and ended up leaving but I guess he was trying to get the inside scoop about working at Red Robin from Dan (a person who has never worked at a Red Robin) because he, Cuts, was seriously considering thinking about maybe going in to see if they might be hiring at Red Robin to which Dan's internal reply was "Dude maybe you should think about sealing up some of these gaping flesh wounds on your face first."

Shortly after that and Paige had gone to work and told people that we were protesting, people started gathering at the window to sneak a peek. At one point I turned around at thought I saw a model of the moon rotating around the earth, but it was just our diminutive kitchen manager, Francisco, being dwarfed by our not so diminutive assistant manager, Lori.

The music started acting up after that and the CD wouldn't play any songs after #12 so after I tinkered around with that and Dan let me know he was cold, we called it a night.

Possible slogans:"Sabrina the burger witch" and "King: A Royal Pain" (those being appropriate because our general manager's name is Sabrina King) Any suggestions?

Thanks to Dan!!

Joe