Pointless, self-indulgent post
Yes, dear readers, I am going to rant for a moment about nothing really in particular. If this does not interest you, please stop reading now! There will be new posts about work on Monday.
So, on with my pointless, self-indulgent rant.
Waitress is depressed. Boyfriend is out of town this weekend, camping with some friends, and it's the longest we've spent apart in almost two years. Although I am a huge, HUGE fan of "alone time," we've made a point to share the same bed every night. Sniff sniff. Alas, I have my doggie to take up his half of the bed--as well as drool and snore.
Unbeknownst to me, tonight was "how many cunts can we fit into one bar" night. The women (customers) out numbered the men, and they were bloody awful. Just to give you an example: Earlier in the night I approached a table with two guys and a girl to take their drink orders. I placed my hand on the woman's shoulder in an effort to get her to acknowledge me, the music was quite loud and I couldn't hear a word she was saying, and she literally leaned halfway out of her chair, turned her torso to face me and said "don't fucking touch me." Arrgh. So, in true waitress form, I threw my hands in the air and shook them while saying "oooh, cooties."
I know, it was lame, but I was tired and couldn't think of anything better.
The night wouldn't be complete without the firing of a certain someone and the mental collapse of another, both of whom I have written about before...
But this is a cliffhanger, so you'll have to check back on Monday! (Ha, did you see what I did there? You know you're going to check back now!)
So, until Monday, dear readers, I bid you farewell, and a happy return for those of you in school or those of you with children who are in school. I'm going to go to bed and hopefully, when I wake up, Boyfriend will be home.
Waitress
So, on with my pointless, self-indulgent rant.
Waitress is depressed. Boyfriend is out of town this weekend, camping with some friends, and it's the longest we've spent apart in almost two years. Although I am a huge, HUGE fan of "alone time," we've made a point to share the same bed every night. Sniff sniff. Alas, I have my doggie to take up his half of the bed--as well as drool and snore.
Unbeknownst to me, tonight was "how many cunts can we fit into one bar" night. The women (customers) out numbered the men, and they were bloody awful. Just to give you an example: Earlier in the night I approached a table with two guys and a girl to take their drink orders. I placed my hand on the woman's shoulder in an effort to get her to acknowledge me, the music was quite loud and I couldn't hear a word she was saying, and she literally leaned halfway out of her chair, turned her torso to face me and said "don't fucking touch me." Arrgh. So, in true waitress form, I threw my hands in the air and shook them while saying "oooh, cooties."
I know, it was lame, but I was tired and couldn't think of anything better.
The night wouldn't be complete without the firing of a certain someone and the mental collapse of another, both of whom I have written about before...
But this is a cliffhanger, so you'll have to check back on Monday! (Ha, did you see what I did there? You know you're going to check back now!)
So, until Monday, dear readers, I bid you farewell, and a happy return for those of you in school or those of you with children who are in school. I'm going to go to bed and hopefully, when I wake up, Boyfriend will be home.
Waitress
posted by Jennifer at 7:08 AM
6 Comments:
Oh you poor thing. I hope you feel better. I hate when my husband goes out of town too. Sleeping alone is the worst. I cant wait for your update. I will be in suspense til tomorrow now!
So, at your club, they let women in? At the one I worked at, women werent allowed in without men to chaperone them. I think they did that to avoid jealous wives, and too many lesbians.
I am sorry that boyfriend is gone...I know me and SkippyHusband are the same way...damn dogs don't work.
BTW...love your blog and thanks for linking to "Wide Lawns..." between you and her I have had an excellent couple of days of reading.
Keep up the great work!
We don't let women in without an escort, I've got another post in the works about why
Boo, my bf is leaving in 4 sleeps for 2 full weeks. You just reminded me how much it's going to suck sleeping alone.
Man, I go to strip clubs every now and then.... and now I feel like I have to act extra nice to the waitresses there. I hope I never was a pain in the ass
oh, like we wouldnt check back monday anyway :)
Thank you so much for giving me my first comment on my blog!!! You are great! and your comment cracked me up....I used to be a waitress (put myself through school doing it) so I empathize with you and your travails.
Again...thanks for the comment - I only started a few days ago to write my blog b/c I figured if I didn't I would reach through the phone and push one of my g/d customers into their own pool.
I did put your link up...for my ease of use ....lol...but hopefully more people will visit.
Hugs,
SkippyMom
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