“I could never be a waitress,” laughed a woman who watched me slop coffee and diet coke over the tray I was close to tipping over completely. “I mean look at her!”
I was standing right there while she talked about me as if I was a pathetic creature who couldn’t possibly comprehend what she was saying.
“Yeah, me neither,” I laughed back at her. She flushed and turned to whisper something to her husband.
Oh, whatever. I muddled through my first day. And it was a first to be able to wear a tank top and jeans to work! But I think Upset Waitress wrote about it best. Enjoy her version of Day One, and I will collect my menus and pens and trays and share my side in another post very soon.
White or wheat toast? Coffee?