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January 03, 2005

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Brutal day. I'd be pissed if I dropped my macchiato also.

Umm smile. It could be worse...

I DO NOT APPROVE OF THIS
I DO NOT APPROVE OF THIS AT ALL

Damn those "accidental" boob touchings! Damn them to HELL!!

-Thanks for saying what you really think,
I feel honored...(for real)

P.S. humans r asses!!

P.P.S. sure everyone thinks I am a pervert but then you post pictures of yourself "adjusting your bra"

like "look, look at these, aren't they awsome!"

damn I am only human woman!

Hah. I used to work at Hometown Buffet. I don't know if you have those over in TN, but man, on Sunday mornings, its a damn nightmare. The shifts were from 7 to 3:30 and the place was packed to capacity for ever single goddamn second of it. At 7 a.m. there was already a line, and the clientele started out old. They're not that bad, just slow. As the morning went on, the clientele got younger and FAT and MESSY. The place became a trough. It was not uncommon for one of the employees to lose a finger to a fat ass fat woman while trying to switch out the old roll basket for a new one...in the frenzy you know? I had to concoct these huge buckets of OJ in the back that were too damn heavy for my skinny ass, like every 10 minutes cuz these people sucked it down like a porn queen sucks down...well you know. Anyways, I feel you. Urgh...just thinking about it makes my stomach hurt and that was like 6 years ago!

Great post!

Also, If you haven't read it already, definitely check out Anthony Bourdain's excellent book "Kitchen Confidential". Aside from being a great warts-and-all look at the restaurant industry, he has a section wherein he rants at length on how he loathes the brunch shift above all else.

I had the same shitty experiences waiting tables, but damn if I don't love my coffee, water, and OJ with brunch...

What's funny (to me, at least) is that I was housesitting at my sister's condo right around the corner and Sarah and I almost stopped in there for brunch. "Brittney will be soooo happy to see us," I thought.

Of course, we're broke, so we settled for Frito's Scoops and bean dip.

My ex girlfriend's mum made me do Sunday Brunch once, I drank orange juice with champagne in it. What the fuck's up with that?

WOW, what an angry bitch!

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