Currently but not permanently I work as a waitress at Applee's. This has it's ups and downs as does any job. I love it and hate it all at the same time, it's pretty bitter sweet. Here I am getting to meet new people every day, getting to learn things about random strangers, yet all I am to them is the hand that feeds them. Along with meeting strange and wonderful individuals, comes meeting the bottom of the bucket scum of the earth. It's like their only point in life is to come to this restaurant and ruin at-least one persons day, everyday. Who knows, you could be "that person" and never know it. You should always be nice to your waitress/ waiter, the person who takes your order at that fast food restaurant you guilt yourself into going to, the cashier at the gas station who should really call you out on your horrible smoking habits yet they don't. You never know what kind of day that person has had up until you came in. Someone they were close to could have died, or there cat. They could have been recently been kicked out or knocked up (maybe both) the customer before you might have questioned there intelligence or sexuality. Be nice, please. Treat people the way you would want to be treated. I also think that everyone should have to wait tables for 1 month, then they must attain a license saying so, to be able to go to a restaurant. PLEASE don't even get me started on the proper way to tip. I love my customers. Well, the ones who are nice to me. I take pride in the fact that I can wait on the bitch who gets my attention by waving her empty cup in the air that I have filled up 3 times before I have taken her order and who addresses me by "Hey you" when I have told her my name and are wearing a name tag and NOT let her know that I loathe the very core of her existence. Yea, you try doing that on the daily with out ripping your hair out. As you can probably tell I worked tonight and came home to write my first blog post, I have yet to decide if this is a good idea or not...I'm just going to go with it. I won't look back on waiting tables as a part of my life that I feel was horrible and unnecessary because at this moment in time It's paying my bills and making me a better person, I believe.
