Confessions of a Degreed Waitress: This JUST happened.

Sunday, May 5, 2013

This JUST happened.

[ catching up with an old friend's dad after church this morning ]

"So where do you work?"

" [ my restaurant ]. I'm a bartender."

"A bartender? Four years of college, and you're a bartender?"

Gee, thanks. Can I slap you in the face now?

[ degreed waitress ]

3 comments:

JoeinVegasMay 8, 2013 at 11:20 AM
It's the kind of things us old farts say, fully expecting a degree to mean a good job, no matter what the economy has to say.
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degreedwaitressMay 9, 2013 at 4:31 PM
*sigh* Very true. Alas, that has not been the case for me..... yet :)
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SherylFebruary 6, 2015 at 10:41 PM
Is it weird that I like serving because it's exciting, people watching, always a conversation starter over what just happened at one of your tables, and even those some days suck, some days are reallyyy good?

Just perusing your blog because I relate to you completely and I haven't even applied to graduate school yet.

I love your posts! Good luck with everything!
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[ about yours truly ]

[ degreed waitress ] is a 24-year-old Texan. A waitress for three years [ and now bartender for two years ], it's been nearly three years since she's felt remotely intellectually challenged. She can't wait to get out of this job [ AKA her beloved hellhole of a cheap restaurant ] to put her BBA in International Business -- and more importantly, her brain -- to use. But when the question "What do I want to do with my life?" elicits as much of a response as asking a new table of guests "How are you doing today?", she feels stuck until she manages to figure out her own dreams. So she spends her hours serving the massive hoards of idiots, cheapskates, and jerks who swarm to her tables and bar top. And then comes home to serve the Internets with stories of the amusements had / abuses suffered.