Man: Donna
   Sup: Danielle
   Coor: Me!  The Nick

   Tonight I closed kitchen fast.  So fast I helped out Jenny on front counter because once again she was the only one up there.  Looks like The Nick isn't the biggest whiner anymore.

   More importantly, I coordinated in kitchen with Sunshine.

   Yes, that's right. With Sunshine.  Some of you might not believe I'm alive, but I'll be honest (no sarcasm this time) and say that she was truly sweet, although she did make a few of her typical sunshiney comments.  We get along just fine, despite some of you people's jokes.

   Anyway, I was steeled up against whatever Sunshine might have wanted to do to me.  Anything.  Be it punch me or make fun of me.

   I was totally wrong.  She was sweet...

   ...well, almost totally sweet.  Halfway through the night, her mother called up and asked to speak to me.  She accused me of having friends who hacked her AOL account and stole her daughter's AIM name and were using it.  Furthermore, if I, The Nick, didn't remedy this problem immediately and provide her with the name of a buddy of mine who I, The Nick, happened to sign onto AIM at his house, she would make our lives "a living hell".

   Yes, I was threatened at work by Sunshine's mom.

   It sucks to be me.  It sucks, sucks, sucks!  Every single day, just when I thought I've seen it all, something like this happens.

   Well, let's set some things straight.  One: AIM and AOL are not the same thing.  Two: my friends cannot even use a word processor, let alone hack into someone's account.  Three: None of my pals nor myself hacked Sunshine's account... however, I did show Sunshine how her AIM name was on the DQ computer, with the 'save password' and 'auto-login' option highlighted.  When I double-clicked on it, it attempted to sign Sunshine's old AIM name on automatically.  Apparently, someone has been using Sunshine's name at work.

   Yes, the threat was based on not having a complete knowledge of AOL's AIM program nor the basics of the way the program works.  I know that, some of you computer-geniuses might know it... but unfortunately, The Nick is a pariah, the ultimate scapegoat, the one who gets yelled at no matter what.

   Anyway, if anyone ever says that I complain too much, just think back to this day.

   Give me a week and I'll have an entertaining rant for sure.  Ah, Sunshine, you always provide me with something to smile about (no really!  This is funny, I don't mind.  Mothers have called me at work and threatened me before.  I'm used to it.  Absolutely no sarcasm there whatsoever.)

   I look forward to Wednesday. Something wonderful will happen for sure (ok, this line is sarcasm).