Childhood memory

I have moved around quite a bit in my life, but when I was in kindergarten through third
grade, I lived in Louisiana.
When I lived in Shreveport, Louisiana, I was quite the hellian. I lived in a suburban neighborhood with my mother, her husband (who is now my ex step-father), and his two kids.
My step-dads mother stopped by the house to bring us some homemade dinner. I honestly have no idea what I was thinking, but while everyone was inside, I went out to my step-grandmother's car. I got in the backseat and covered myself up with a large coat.
Quite some time passed, and she finally came to her car. I didn't move a muscle or utter a single word. I let her drive all the way across Shreveport to Bossier City, where her and her husband lived. She never noticed I was in the car, so when she got out, I stayed there for a moment.
Contemplating what to do, I decided to get out of the car and go knock on their front door. Mind you, this is later in the evening, probably around 8 o'clock. The shock on their faces was indescribable. I can still to this day remember what they looked like when they opened the door.
Not suprisingly, this turned into quite the fiasco. My mom had to drive at night all the way to Bossier City, which was a good thirty minute drive. She was extremely unhappy about the entire situation. All they could say was "Lauren, why would you do that?" Being seven years old, I had no valid answer. I don't think that I wanted to be an asshole, but in retrospect, that is exactly what I was being.
Eventually, everyone got over it, but this is probably one of the most vivid childhood memories that I have, and frankly, I think it's hilarious.

Cueing Lines

I'm not sure if this is the right way to interpret this assignment, but I would like to try it anyway.

"I predict the world is going to end within the next few years because..."

"He imagined what life would be like if he and his wife reconciled..."

"She thought she was going to hallucinate when she..."

A Day in the Life at Jose's

I work at Jose's on Dickson Street. For those of you who aren't familiar with Joses's, it's a mexican restaurant (if you can classify it as "mexican"). We are primarily known for our atomosphere and our margaritas. It was established in 1980 and has become a Fayetteville Tradition. Jose's is located in the heart of Dickson Street. Our most popular feature of the restaurant is our "Street Side". Driving down the street, you couldn't miss our outdoor scene.

The outside walls are painted bright blue, accompanied with multi-colored swinging doors leading to our lower deck. The lower deck has a bar and a covered stage where live bands play frequently. We also have an upper-deck that is covered with a tent where customers can sit outside to enjoy their drinks or food. The atmosphere in the spring and summer is indescribable. When we are busy, live music is blaring, people are drinking, it makes working outside a great experience. Our second most popular area of the restaurant is the inside "cocktail" and bar area. It is a large room with booths, tables, and tall tables. There is also a full bar with a huge bar-top. There are roughly 5 different TVs placed around the bar area, which makes it a great place to watch games, or anything interested on TV for that matter.

I am always scheduled to work the Tuesday morning "cocktail" shift. At Joses, your shift is based on seniority. Luckily, I have been there long enough to get good shifts for the most part. On this particular day, Tuesday, it was extremely slow. Myself and my co-worker, Sean, were the only employees on this side of the restaurant. Sean and I have been working together for about 9 months now, so we've learned each others sense of humor. Since we didn't have many customers, we were goofing around.

There is a multi-colored wooden fish that we hide in random spots. We obviously have entirely too much time on our hands to even play a game like this, but people would be suprised at how amusing this game can be. Once we got tired of this game, I decided to help Sean with his prep for the bar. I cut his lemons, and in turn, cut my hand. "Shit!" I said, in front of customers and our owner. I decided to be nice, and ended up injuring myself. Sean was making strawberry puree for our frozen margaritas, and I told him that I wanted him to save me some. "The only way I will give you the strawberries is if you funnel them," Sean said. I said "Oh my Todd, are you kidding me"? It turns out that he wasn't kidding, so I ended up funneling strawberry puree in the middle of Jose's. I managed to get strawberry juice all over my face and my work shirt.

I understand this story is pointless, but if you were there, you would see the amusement that I got from that day. I hope that I was able to paint a good enough picture for you to understand a Day in the Life at Jose's.