Last week, my mom took Idra and I out to eat at the Cheesecake Factory and I had one of those awkward “oh hai, we’re both servers” moments with our waitress. Our server said they got to try some of the food during training- including the cheesecakes! Guests are always asking me if I like various things on the menu, but at my restaurant we never got to try any of the food and I’m too poor to get it on my own
I can dig it.
I thought working as a waitress would be super helpful in like- learning to deal with people, but all it has really done is make me bitter and jaded about humanity
- Intimacy. Hold my waist. Stroke my neck. Kiss my forehead. Hold my hand.
- Maturity. Patience is amazing. A prize will come to you when the time is right. Its called falling in love. Waiting is hard. But worth it.
- Honesty. I don’t care what you’ve done. I care about what you will do in the future. Be honest with me, I’ll be honest with you.
- Care. Because not many people give a crap about anything anymore.
sometimes I forget that Americans have to pay for university upfront like what the fuck is that are u guys ok
No we’re not okay.
We’re not okay at all.
Ohmygosh #iamaserver started following me- I feel the sudden urge to make more bitter posts about waitressing