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5/15/2013 8:43 pm |
I didn't do well as a waitress either. In my case I poured a bowl of gravy on a guy for something similar. Spiritwoman ^i^
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5/15/2013 11:26 pm |
Hi Ann: All through high school I worked part-time in my parents restaurant. Of all the jobs I've ever had in my life, for me being a waitress was the most difficult. Remembering who ordered what, carrying all that food around, adding up all the bills by hand, smiling at customers for hours at a time, and oh my aching feet. No-one ever grabbed my boob though because they knew my father was watching every move from the kitchen.
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Yeah, we laughed about that yesterday when you first told me about it. Though since then I have wondered if I risk being scalded when I make a romantic approach towards you, should I be concerned??  Alfie...
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I have enjoyed reading these comments! Whatever triggered this memory, I have no idea. Another thing I do remember, the other guys in there laughed.
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 Nice story, Abelle. Trust in dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.(Khalil Gibran)
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Yeah, we laughed about that yesterday when you first told me about it. Though since then I have wondered if I risk being scalded when I make a romantic approach towards you, should I be concerned?? Alfie... 
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Love it...WTG....I had a guy try to stuff his $1 tip in the front of my top when I was a carhop..he ended up with a rootbeer in his lap  Some believe in destiny, some believe in fate. I believe that happiness is something we create 
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