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Fogo with Ariel


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Jan. 10, 2023: Today I definitely felt like I’d never be happy again. I know I look happy in the photo but it was fake. I did close today and I talked to Leo a bit too, which might have been the best part of my day. Didn’t take a photo with him though. He’s already been in a few photos anyways. Today I had an ok start to the day. I went and did driving practice with Papa and I did pretty well. Too bad going home from Fogo tonight I missed a turn. A bad end to a bad day. Well I guess I’ll write through my notes anyways. I told Papa that I’d say the name of the place I was out loud just so I don’t forget it. He said that’s a good coping skill. Today at Fogo Lea and Nelly both came in with friends and used their free meals. I sat Lea in Brenda’s section in Brazil. She came with her friend who had gotten the fake review from me the other day, Tereza, pronounced Terayza. There was also a girl named Gemma and another girl whose name I forget. I did also ask Suheily about getting my tip money from the other day and she said after close. Then I asked her after I was cut and she was too busy, so I didn’t get that. Oh well. Tonight I also wore the pants that have the pockets down the side, not like at the top of the side. Kind of pissed me off. I try not to wear those pants. I did also ask Pedro about going to Conga on Friday and he said maybe, which was my big goal of the day. Kevin can’t go though, he’s seeing other friends. I also spoke a lot of Spanish tonight. First of all there was this busser named Jackie who was helping me and Ariel build tables in Brazil and she only spoke Spanish. She did say she wanted to be a server at some point though. I empathize lol. I literally wrote down “Jackie busser quiere ser mesera.” I went in early today because Papa had mock trial and it worked out. I had my meds at 5pm with coffee from the host stand. Today I also took a reservation entirely in Spanish. It was funny because they said tres, three, and I thought they said diez, ten. So then they called back and had me change it when they got the text. There were basically like 206 reservations tonight, so it wasn’t insane and we did close at 9. I was trying to figure out someone to hang out with tomorrow and wasn’t able to. I learned Pedro’s days off are Sunday and Monday, not Wednesday and Thursday. We also had a table come in that asked for a special night and we literally bought them a rose and put it on their table, which was somewhere in market bath. At the end of the night I just ate from the market table, which was being taken down. That’s the photo on the right, and when I eat from market table I don’t even come close to writing down what I eat. I liked the bread and cheese and meat. Honestly better than meat from the gauchos. I wasn’t that hungry anyways. I ended at 13,641 steps. Clocked in with 5,332, just because I walked around IKEA a bit with Papa. At IKEA I had lingonberry juice and a plant burger.

 
 
 

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