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Post by Sonja Amber on Feb 28, 2010 19:38:51 GMT -5
"Pretty much." Amy said, laughing. "What's he like? His name sounds familar, but I can't place it."
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Post by essa on Feb 28, 2010 20:02:34 GMT -5
"Vidor is a musican. He travel like me. We went for a few months along the same road. He was charming, he always has hat on. Tends to say ma cherie. He has a amazing voice. Vidor is sweet most of the time." Essa said. "But when he get mad or upset he tends to be snappy."
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Post by Sonja Amber on Feb 28, 2010 20:06:07 GMT -5
"Hmm..musician that says Ma Cherie and never takes off his hat?" She said. "It sounds familiar but I just can't........ASSHOLE TIPPER! That's him! Vidor Corloeni, the worst tipper I've ever had!"
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Post by essa on Feb 28, 2010 20:09:10 GMT -5
Essa laughed. "Yes, that is defiantly Vidor. He can be very stingy sometimes." she said. "I think he might be coming back around here again soon, the only reason I'm here really."
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Post by Sonja Amber on Feb 28, 2010 20:11:03 GMT -5
"Do you love him?" She asked. "You're waiting for him, so you must care for him. Any reason why?"
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Post by essa on Feb 28, 2010 20:24:09 GMT -5
"Yes, I care for him. I am waiting more because I wish to find out if I love him or not." Essa said. He was on her mind constantly, but she needed to see him again to know if she truly loved him. There were many reasons why she cared, so many why she thought she love him.
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Post by Sonja Amber on Feb 28, 2010 20:29:11 GMT -5
"You think you're in love?" She asked. "What redeeming qualities he have? At my old job, he would tip poorly, hit on some of hte waitresses and complain about everything. He left his soup sitting for fifteen minutes in the middle of hte winter and complained of it's cooling down!"
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Post by essa on Feb 28, 2010 20:38:10 GMT -5
Essa smiled. "Yes those are definatly his less redeeming qualities." Essa said. "His redeeming qualites make up for it. Like how he is calm in a panicing situation, how he will help a little boy on the side of the road with cut feet, how he'll give up his own food for others, how he is kind. His strength and his music. His smile, and his eyes. Also, that he never holds back, he always tells you what is on his mind. If you are ticking him off or if you are making a mistake."
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Post by Sonja Amber on Feb 28, 2010 20:43:48 GMT -5
"Yup! It's official! You fell for a jackass who buttered you up with fake nice qualities!" Sonja said. "You can't judge someone by how they treat you, their equal. You have to judge them by how they treat their subordinates. Like me and waitressing. He treats the waitresses like crap, because that's how he truly is. You can tell alot about some by watching how they treat the lower parts of society."
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Post by essa on Feb 28, 2010 20:56:05 GMT -5
Essa smiled, "That very well could be true. That is why I'm waiting, we haven't seen each other in over a year. Hopefully my mind will be clear when I see him and I'll either notice the good things or that bad things." Essa said. "If I did fall for the jackass, then I guess I have a problem."
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Post by Sonja Amber on Feb 28, 2010 21:00:20 GMT -5
"Good luck with that." She said. "Enjoy your sadistic game of cat and mouse. I'll be job hunting."
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Post by essa on Feb 28, 2010 21:12:28 GMT -5
Essa sighed. "Yes, fun." she said. "Never know, He might have changed since you last met. the stubborn person, he is i doubt it though. There is a job open at the inn I'm staying at."
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Post by Sonja Amber on Feb 28, 2010 21:34:15 GMT -5
"Is it a waitressing job or a maid job?" She asked. "I can't clean much, but I can cook and waitress."
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Post by essa on Feb 28, 2010 21:46:38 GMT -5
Essa nodded. "There is a restaurant that needs a waitress, and if you can the owner needs someone at the front from time to time." she said.
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Post by Sonja Amber on Feb 28, 2010 22:02:28 GMT -5
"I'll have to look into it." She said. "What's hte name of the place you are staying at?"
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