Tales of a waitress who escaped the restaurant industry and then discovered a desk job kind of blows - so I put the apron back on. And I deliver pizza because getting paid to drive around listening to music is pretty awesome.
I'll remember them and their "Dr pepper, no ice" next time.Sent via BlackBerry from T-Mobile
That is why then you couldn't remember them. They were shitty tippers. We always remember the good ones whether we know their name or not. Makes sense now.
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