Another Waitress Nightmare
It was new years eve 3215. I was hanging out in the Dick Clark Memorial Bar, Grill and Band Stand in Times Square. I ordered buffalo style Glarnig spines. This was the first year they were going to lower the Empire State Building. Everyone ran naked through the streets. I had just won the lottery. We all started singing Auld Lang Sine and I was just about to kiss some hottie and you had to wake me up for more ketchup. “You bastard get your dumb ass out of my face. Learn to like mustard. Go to hell, you’ll never get anything from me again. Go somewhere else to eat from now on. That’s right. GET OUT!” The nerve of some people.
Manuel on November 20th, 2007
I hate it when they wake us up during shift……the fucks……
Upset Waitress on November 20th, 2007
Pisses me off to no end Manuel
Waitress4Life on November 21st, 2007
Can’t they see that we’re BUSY?!?!?
Although to be honest, the best part of any dream would be yelling obscenities at the customers…
Dennis on November 21st, 2007
Um…ah, sorry. Didn’t mean to wake you, Miss. I didn’t know. Mustard’s fine. Really.
And about my ass in your face…um, sorry. Seriously. I, ah, didn’t feel you dozing on my chair back there.
Ah…go back to sleep, Miss. Really. We’ll figure our way around the kitchen.