post work rambles
It feels really fucking good when everyone you work with tells you how awesome you are and how surprised they are to hear that it’s your first time waitressing. It also feels really good when another server calls out and you’re the only one there all night and you have 8 tables at one point and you ain’t even stressed and you walk out with $150.
Why have I not been doing this my entire life?
ALSO I HAVE THE NEXT TWO DAYS OFF WOOHOOOOOO
