Oh well, those tables are all gone. Next round!
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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.
Monday, June 29, 2009
My tables all hate me.
This is thanks to the expo, who switched around about four tables' orders and created chaos throughout the joint. I wasn't perfect when I was an expo, but I don't think I ever sent the complete wrong meal out.
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2 comments:
I love your blog. Keep writing. It does help to get it out!
God, does it ever! I'm lucky in that most of it I can say to coworkers, because I work with some great people. But I love to write, and it's still very relaxing to put it all out there in print with all the profanity I like. :)
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