I called GM Carl on Monday, pen in hand, ready to write down the days and time I was to come in for training. The pen dropped sadly as I listened to Carl explain that the schedule was full for that week and he couldn't fit my training in yet. He said to try back next week, and that he was sure once girls started to leave for college they could fit me in. Trying not to sound too disappointed, I said thanks and that I'd be sure to call back. I hung up the phone, but not my hopes. I WILL be a Hooters Girl, no matter how long it takes. Though honestly it would be great if I could be fully trained and working regular shifts by the time my classes start back up after Labor Day.
That said, I still made the owl cupcakes. Photos will be arriving shortly, I promise.
On an entirely different note, Bradley and I are re-evaluating our Hooters-themed musical. We were drawn to writing about Hooters as a way to dispel myths, but also just to say "Lighten up and stop being so P.C." The story we came up with involved a preacher, a wedding, small-town gossip, and a gay teenager. Things got convoluted, and the themes were lost in translation. I'd still love to write a musical about a Hooters Girl, but I'm not sure exactly what the plot should be. Any and all suggestions are welcome.
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