Today I will once again put on my fancy apron and head off to Johnny's BBQ for some more server training. God Bless Andrea or Brandy or Michelle. We are servers now. Not waitresses. I don't know why. I guess it's supposed to make us feel more noble somehow to be serving and not waiting. I wouldn't feel any less if I waited, but whatever. People still want their sweet tea as soon as their butts graze the wooden bench. They still need a second to look over the menu, and they still leave small tips if they are over 65. I'm fine with it. I just hope I don't upset the guys in the kitchen. I could really screw up their world today. And then I need to learn how to carry those big trays while looking effortless. I've had no major spills yet...So everyone, be nice to a server/waitress/person seeing to it that you eat today. Life is still good if you are going to lunch.
beautiful!!! Glad your back.
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