The students are back. I know this because they come in in groups, fresh from winter in barbados or wherever the fuck rich girls with pony tails go in the winter. They come in with their debutante coats and high tilted chins to eat chips and salsa and OHMYGOD quesidillas and veggie burritos. they dont flinch when i wish them good day, so i stand behind my bar and roll my eyes, check the clock, text a friend at another bar and will the night to end. a former co-worker has half price sushi at his bar and its been a couple of weeks so, lets just get this shift over so i can go see some folks that matter.

by the way, you pronounce it CHIP-POE-T-LAY, it took me like 3 weeks to get that shit right.