bitterwaitress

We don’t take reservations for brunch. Most places don’t for that matter and certainly none of the restaurants in our neighborhood do. It’s like an unwritten code. Why don’t we take reservations for brunch, you ask? None of your fucking business, I respond. But I will tell you anyway. Based on the observed habits of […]

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by The Girl 
 
Other servers will love this, the rest of you won’t get it…but every time someone asks me “So, what else do you do?” “What’s your real job?” or any other variant of the former…I want to say this.
 

 
Followed by “you may think this is just a pretend job, but it pays real money.”

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The Season of caring, the Season of sharing, the Season of idiots so distracted by showing off the over-priced shit they bought at F.A.O Schwartz that they lose an earring, a wallet, an iPod, their child.
 
I understand it’s stressful to lose something like a wallet. Actually, no I don’t. I’ve never lost my wallet in […]

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