I was defending myself with a drink tray. I'm not allowed to wear my light saber while I'm working.
I really had too much time on my hands yesterday which I used to torment my manager Rachel. It goes back to Haloween where she scared the crap out of me with a fake spider, she put it in the ice. I plotted for weeks to somehow get it into her cigarettes, I finally did and got her good, it was awesome. Those cigarettes flew across the bar.
Yesterday, I put PETA stickers all over her wallet, replaced her cigarettes with straws filled with paper, and when she ran to the dollar store to get some christmas decorations I wrapped her purse, her cigarettes, and an old battery up like a present with a bow and everything. I left the "present" right where she left her stuff. She came in and couldn't find her stuff and she started getting really mad. I kept telling her "It's right where you left it!" It took her at least a half hour to figure it out and by then she was mad. It was so funny. Needless to say I am expecting some serious retaliation.
Hey Robster at least you're wearing pants in the Jedi picture. The next calendar should be Jedi vegans in their underwear.