As I mentioned earlier, the man and I went for a walk around the 'hood yesterday and wound up at the Radegast Beer Garden. But first we did a little shopping. I'm looking for a necklace, so I wandered into this place on Grand Street that's a hair salon/jewelry store. I don't really get the connection either, but they had some nice things.
While in there, I overheard one of those conversations that you only ever hear in neighborhoods overpopulated with the very young and extremely over privileged. This chick was getting her hair did and at the same time, bitching at her stylist about the frantic hand life had dealt her:
"I'm a student, but I'm also a DJ. Except when I'm going to school I can't really DJ because being a DJ is like really hard because you have to research the music and then download it and then I don't have time to study or anything. So I can't really DJ until after finals."
Can you imagine if, like some of us, this nitwit actually had to hold a real job while attending school? To, like, actually pay for her own classes and books? A job even more taxing than programming an iPod? The horror!
Anyway, Radegast was really fun. It's beautiful, cozy, and the beer is awesome. The poor waitresses are forced to dress up like naughty shepherd girls, but everyone who worked there was both nice and competent. The beer was great and the food was good. I can't wait for Spring when they roll down the retractable roof!
sigh... who doesn't love a naughty shepherd girl?
Posted by: kate | December 10, 2007 at 11:06 PM
There is a difference I know all too well what is labor and what is labour of love. Oh the taxing hours I've spent real-time digitizing, downconverting and manually typing track information.
Someone ought to steal that girl's headphones and force her to slave away waiting on wankers at the Radegast.
Posted by: a.murkin | December 11, 2007 at 06:33 PM