Today I broke my clean record. I dropped the Insomnia (ice blended coffee) on an Italian guy. Thank God I didn't drop it on his date. But still... O YE HORROR.
It all happened so fast, one second I was balancing the tray and serving his date her Insomnia, and the next... gawd. It got on his shirt and pants.
I was mortified x100000000000000000000000000000000000000

How did I know he was Italian? Well he swore in Italian. Something about mother Mary and sweet baby Jesus. Sounded really classy though. But that's not the point. The point is...

I fkn screwed up.

But he was so nice to me after. He was like "it's okay bella shit happens sometimes" and I felt like crying just cause he was sooo understanding. And he called me bella.

My mood was still a little down in the dumps after that horrifying accident. Thank God it started okay. I got to play with kids in the afternoon.



That's Syahira and the lovely Oliver! He kept feeding me with his food LOL sweet kid. Anyway his expression in this photo is exactly how I felt.