The Joys of Serving..literally serving

I know what all you people are thinking, "Why the hell did we invite her into the blog world! She posts once a week. She writes the longest posts ever. She should not have a blog." Let's face it, I just dont fit in. Anyways, I'll keep it simple from now on...probably not.

So a lot has been going on in the past few weeks. The funnest part is that I finally got moved up to server at work and it's just comedy. Luckily I havent spilled any drinks on anybody yet, but i did throw a little dish of ranch on a guy. It was so embarassing. It dropped on the floor while I was carrying it and then splattered all over him. So I go and get the guy a towel and he makes me clean him off cause its all over his back and got in his hair and then it got on his lap and we both just kind of looked down and i was like "Whoa, buddy! My service ends here, thats all you." Kind of an awkward moment.

Its pure entertainment, the customers you get. Yesterday Ma and Pa Clampett came in to eat and didn't leave me a tip...damn hillbillies. Then some Russian guy came in on a date with this girl, and the guy was a Nazi. He didn't let the girl talk once throughout the whole meal; he ordered for her, he told her what she wanted, he told her when she was done. The girl didn't touch a thing on her plate. It was horrible. Not to mention he didn't leave me a tip either...damn Russians.

So i've only been a server for two weeks now and I've already been evangelized to (still not saved guys, keep praying), hit on, cursed at, and tripped (that one wasnt fun). But its all worth it...i make $200 in tips for 3 days of work. Nice!