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2005-07-11 - 11:36 p.m.

Written by: Hostigirl.

Hello, I am Hostigirl, or at least, that's how I'm going to post on here. For explaination to this alias, see the disclaimer.

Working in this restaurant, we do alot of things, and idle behavior, leads to getting yelled at by one of our managers, some more kind than others. In my position as a, you guessed it, Hostess, I often find myself without something to do between someone walking up to pay and someone walking in to be seated. Which is -bad-. You know what they say about idle hands? me either. Anyway, on one instance of my inactivity, I was sentenced by a manager to get a move on, so I grabbed a hoagy* and began to troll about the smoking section. I tipped the hoagy wrong and it started to tip over, and I slipped up and said "Woah Joseph!" Which before that moment, meant absolutely nothing. Someone looked at me oddly, and I turned and said;
"Well don't you know? You can tell if you got a good hoagy by it's name. On their home planet of Hoagandus all first names start with J's. You can tell if you got an off planet hoagy by whether or not it's name is a J."
So now, we have five little hoagies running about with little name tags hand draw by me. We have Jenna, Jacob, Joseph (little rascal), Jackeline, and Joshua.

Now isn't that something.

*A hoagy is a small machine that works like a motorless vacuum. it's got a little box with wheels and as you push it with it's handle it this little bar on the bottom with a corkscrew thing on it picks up small objects on the floor. Great for french fries after a toddler has been there.

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