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yea i always thought i was a pretty good server as far as everyone's order always being right and the food always came out timely and i rarely fucked things up, but i never went that extra step cuz i wasn't into it, like, "and how is everyone this lovely evening?"
i was always just like, "hey i'm jamie, what can i get you to drink" lol short and sweet..
and i got hit on mostly by older business men on the lunch shift. this one guy would come in all the time and ask for me w/ all his partners or whatever, we called him the stalker. then one day he gives me his business card in case i "ever need a job" and i look at the card and it's this big construction company that my mom's firm represents and it turned out he knew all the attorneys at my mom's work! haahha they're all these phony soccer dad "good christian" type..yea right. he was mortified when i told him who my mom was (he dealt with her on the phone a lot). then he didn't come in much after that... lol
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man i can't believe i tried to come off as responsible in that other thread, i am so full of shit just don't tell anyone |
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