Sunday.....night off, right? Well it started that way. I'm at a warehouse concert with 3 other grave girls...sprawled across my friend's lap, enjoying a beer when suddenly one of the girls runs up asking why the night manager just called her and left a message. Quick checks show that we've all received calls from work. some girl didn't show. I, being the most sober of the crew, went in at midnight to help the place get through bar rush. Coming in on a requested day off leads to an interesting shift and a 'no care' attitude.
customer: "How's the corn beef and eggs?"
me: "It's good, lots of people order it. nobody pukes."
but the best part of the night was when I waited on a 4-top, 3 guys and a girl. One guy is telling a joke about masturbation...moving his hands and bouncing in the booth like he's jacking off...he "finishes" right as I set his food down on the table in front of him. It was such excellent timing! He was incredibly embarrassed and his friends nearly fell out of the booth. classic.
customer: "How's the corn beef and eggs?"
me: "It's good, lots of people order it. nobody pukes."
but the best part of the night was when I waited on a 4-top, 3 guys and a girl. One guy is telling a joke about masturbation...moving his hands and bouncing in the booth like he's jacking off...he "finishes" right as I set his food down on the table in front of him. It was such excellent timing! He was incredibly embarrassed and his friends nearly fell out of the booth. classic.