Worktime

I watched The Office Finale last night and am totally not ashamed to say I cried. Well, more like sobbed. Multiple times throughout the episode. As much as I've hated watching the past few seasons and as disappointed I was in Steve Carell for leaving, I still felt that they wrapped up the series nicely.

I really did not understand:

• Andy: Yeah his audition video went viral. But he spoke at Cornell. Okay? So his life sucks now or doesn't it? I think maybe I missed something because I really couldn't get a good understanding of what was happening.
• Toby: We all know that everyone hates Toby. So he's supposed to live in NYC now with some roommates, which he says are better than friends because they have to give you one month's notice before they leave. And then he goes on to sob on Pam's shoulder. The Office was kind of known during the 'Michael' era for making the audience uncomfortable, but I felt this was a little unnecessary. Another character story I just didn't really get.
• Nellie: Please leave.

I will fully embrace the fact that I started hyperventilating/sobbing when Michael showed up to the wedding. I felt it was totally necessary for Michael to be there, but not to be the focus of the finale. Yes Michael's screen time may have been short, but it was completely justified. The writers/directors would have taken away from the beauty of the finale and all the hard work the remaining/new cast had put into the last few seasons.

Also, Ryan and Kelly is probably one of my top five favorite TV/movie couples of all time. "We're running off into the sunset together" is the epitome of their relationship.

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On a side note, I tasted a little bit of hell today. Seating guests for a brunch buffet isn't really too bad, but standing in front of a chocolate fountain (see attached photo) surrounded by marshmallows, strawberries, and cookies may be considered a form of slight torture in some countries. The fact that it is so close is what kills me. Oh, and the fact that I'm just dying of hunger. Next time I work brunch, I need to stuff myself prior to coming into work. Lesson learned.

I'm really getting the hang of hostessing though. Not too challenging. Weird side note: Since I'm working at a Mexican restaurant, it's a little strange to be a minority for one of the first times in my life (no racism intended). It's also nice to have a job where I'm busy for most of the time. My previous two jobs tended to be a bit slow which would drag out the day, but hostessing at night or during brunch hours keeps me on my toes.

Speaking of toes I had to buy black shoes for work which, naturally, meant I had to buy black socks. Well I guess I never realized it until now, but I've never ever had black socks before and I must say they are much more exciting than they appear. I've been wearing my black socks and black shoes nearly everywhere. I've decided it must be my rebellious middle school side of me that has never actually been allowed to roam free. And hey, if black socks and all black shoes at the age of twenty is my rebellious stage, I'm not doing too bad.

Songs I like:

• Gone, Gone, Gone- Phillip Phillips (Question: What inspired the name Phillip Phillips? An answer would be greatly appreciated)
• All These Things That I've Done- The Killers: I've always had a soft spot for The Killers

Now I bet you wish you had a chocolate fountain

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