When we were kids, we'd take the piano bench and some pieces of bread and perform mock Masses in the living room.
Nubby, stubby nailbeds are the worst.
Once you have been assigned your location you are stuck there for the rest of the night.
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Friday - Wednesday, a whole six nights were awful.
And the other girls working didn't make any money either, with the exception of one that supposedly got paid to hang out and acted very lovey-dovey with some guy.