Italian Ice

Today I slept in and was overall super lazy until work at 5:30.

I was assigned to the Italian Ice cart. By myself. In the extreme wind. With no jacket. Needless to say, I was freezing. So was everyone else in the theatre apparently, because I sold all of 10 ices the whole night. Not one of my favorite nights at work, but it was made better by the kindness of April, who brought me a sweater and some hot chocolate, and Max, who wrote me these lovely notes. The blank one of which I had to run over to the food court to get.