Confessions of a Degreed Waitress: July 2014

Sunday, July 20, 2014

A whole new level of stupid

Today, a fellow server placed an entree in front of the lady who ordered it. One of the side dishes she chose was broccoli cheese casserole.

She looked at it in confused disappointment, then legitimately asked the server why there was broccoli in this broccoli cheese casserole.

She then proceeded to eat the entire casserole except for the broccoli.

[ degreed waitress ]

[ 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.