Ok, so I went to work tonight and it was awesome. First of all, no one came to skate and there were seven of us working. I was on admissions cash register so I sat around until about eight until my supervisor realized that no one was going to show up. At that point I was starving because I hadn't eaten dinner, so Carly and I went to Taco Bell still clocked in. Paul was supervising. He's the best supervisor because he doesn't care about anything. We came back ten minutes later with food for everyone except Brittney, my other supervisor, because she had went and got food at KFC. We were all sitting there talking and eating when Brittney starts freaking out. Turns out her lip ring had fallen out somewhere and she didn't know if she had swallowed it or it had fallen on the floor. It was really gross because she had just gotten it pierced the other day. Evidently if the stud comes out of your lip even for a couple of minutes it can start to grow back. Seeing her nasty, bloody lip was revolting. She made us all get down on the floor in the skate room and look for her wretched lip stud. We couldn't find it so we assumed she swallowed it. She then left and sped to Hot Topic to buy a new one before the mall closed. Paul and some other people were making some serious jabs at her while she was gone and then we all felt kind of guilty. So we had to go hunt down the Holy Grail and spit in it. There's this tradition at the rink called the Holy Grail. It's this small styrofoam cup with "Holy Grail" written on it in black ink. We set it up in some remote area of the rink (currently it's on high beam in the breakroom) and it's to stay there unless you sin. When you feel very guilty about sinning you go and spit in the Holy Grail and then move it. It sounds very sacreligious to me so I never take part in the spitting. I don't even know how the tradition started. Apparently it began back at the old rink before it was torn down. Either way, it's kind of funny.