Making Friends

I had been on my best behaviour all day. Drinking minimally, getting some sleep, even showering and doing my hair. It was a Tuesday, my first day of work at the Mexican Restaurant, I was to start at 6pm.

I put on my new $9 dress that I got at target, drank an energy drink and walked into work. On the walk there, my heels began to bleed (stupid flats I got my mom to buy me that I thought were gonna work themeselves in, I only wear thongs these days) so I went into Target to buy some bandaids. The girl was sympathetic and gave me some staff ones for free.

I showed up to work and was ready to go. But the night was quiet and the wind was picking up? Was Margs actually going to have a rainstorm? That has never happened really. Just that one amazing storm that happened in Perth a week back, that blew my mind. Low and behold it starts pouring like crazy. Me and the other waitstaff just sit there watching. It was very spiritual.

I was done work within an hour and a half. It was a slow night. I ate some $5 tacos and decided to go make some friends.
Walking across the street to Settlers Tavern (the it place in town) I bought a bevy and looked for somewhere to hang. I sat down but felt stupid sitting alone and walked up to a table with a couple guys, asked them if I could join.
They were hilarious. In town on contract from Perth, doing something in relation to the cell phone towers. We exchanged some stories then decided to play some pool - doubles. The team I was on I made sure was good, cuz I suck at pool but hate losing. Minutes later I was getting yelled at for "not even trying and leaving it up to luck). I argued a lot with those guys. We drank too much too.

A couple days later, I was doing my usual walk through town looking for work and eating ice cream. Gumtree (the Australian equivalent of craigslist/kijiji) had an ad up for a house share with a dude named Jake. I shot him a text and decided to do the walk over to see his place. It was farther than I wanted, 2.5kms out of town, but really nice. I chatted with him a while. He was a local that worked away, seemed pretty legit. He offered me a ride back, but I said I could walk. He insisted as he was going to drink at a buddys. I invited myself along.
His friends were cool. I introduced myself as Jakes fiance, I mean, we'd known each other for like and hour now.  Their place was gorgeous, really sweet rural type house. His mates kids even through some movies onto my jump drive which was sweet. We were drinking DevilsCut JimBeam and I don't know how strong the drinks were, but I was pretty tipsy by the time we made it back into town. We swung by KnightsInn as I knew people at karaoke, but peaced out right quick to go to Settlers. It was done for the night, no more live music. We decided to play pool. The table was racked up but no one at it. We waited a few minutes till I looked outside - dudes from Tuesday, man were they gonna get an ear-full. They got bitched out, I got a free drink.

I got in at 1am having to pick grapes at 5am. Really, me not working out as an AuPair isn't that far fetched.