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dude I was sitting at one of the server tables minding my business eating my french fries sipping my tea and this dude gets up from the bar and comes and HOVERS over me. I mean like practically blocking me into the corner. and he’s got one of those fuck as weeb shirts on. and I was “what’s up?” and side eyed him. and mind you I’m not in the mood. and he was like “I can’t feel my left foot” and I said oh ok and went back to eating my fries. and he was like I’ll only be here for a minute and I was like “directly beside me?????” and got up and walked away. like what the fuck are you on you weirdo. of course the moment I went and checked on my table he went right the fuck back and sat down. like get the fuck away from me. what makes you think you can just enter my personal space like that. and I’m glad I was not nice to him at all. I didn’t fawn. I was like oh hell no.

there’s a lady here that’s been here since before I got cut for the first half of my double. I went home and napped for at least an hour and a half and came back and she’s at least 4 beers in (because I collected the glasses of her table) and now she’s been annoying my table

I don’t give a fuck about the world cup

why the fuck has it rained this much in may and june it’s supposed to be summer I’m sick of the fuck ass rain

why the fuck do people put the receipt upside down on the table. like it’s a secret you tipped me $3

my landlord acts like he’s pissed at me anytime I expect him to do his job as a landlord. I texted him about my fridge not working and he was like do you have ANYTHING blocking the vents and I was like …. No. obviously I already troubleshot everything I knew to do before contacting you. plus if it was a matter of the vents being blocked it would have probably stopped way sooner. nothing in the freezer has been moved since I moved in. you can see the vents clearly there’s not even anything in front of them. it’s cause the ice machine overheated the system. and since rebooting the fridge didn’t seem to work it could be an internal issue that takes a repair person to fix.

this is some bullshit like why am I even here right now. something good better happen to me today.

bro is at a dive bar drinking beer at 11 am on a tuesday quit trying to make eye contact with me dude ain’t nobody want you

I’m on a double today. I literally didn’t get off until 12 am last night and had to be here by 10 this morning. my fridge isn’t working. it’s pouring rain. I was one of the first people here and had already finished a good portion of setting up before anyone else even got here and somehow they’re still all mad at me for anything that wasn’t done right last night cause I’m the only one here this morning who worked last night so obviously anything and everything that went wrong was my fault

called my dad for his birthday and I was like yeah I’m at work standing in the rain, I’m on a double so I’ll be here all day and he was like GOOD THE LONGER YOU STAY MORE MONEY and I was like no that’s actually not how it works at all and he was like yes it does because the longer you’re there the more people come in, I mean technically?? but I could serve 100 people and only make $60 and serve 30 people and make $300 it’s not about the hours you put in at a restaurant, I only make $2 an hour. and he was being really annoying about it. he always has to be a know it all. he can’t be wrong about anything. he has always acted like he knows more about literally anything than I do, including my own experiences. and that’s why I don’t talk to him often other than out of obligation. he stresses me out. everything turns into him having to tell me how things are when he’s often completely wrong. like jesus I can’t just tell you happy birthday and we call it a day?

serving a table of british guys at work tonight who I’ve had before and this time some american guys joined them and one of them was hitting on me all night and he was kinda cute and funny so I gave him my instagram but he’s from california and only here for the world cup so rip 💔

ummmmmm just dropped a beer to this guy at a table I’ve been serving all night and he’s being trying to get me to take shots with them and I said HELL NO and I dropped his beer as he was sitting his empty glass down and grabbed it saying “I’ll trade you” and he said “I’ll trade you” 😏 SIR

we literally have a policy where parties of 8 and up are all on one tab and we add auto grat. this table of british dudes were insistent they be on separate checks. meanwhile they keep having people come and go, so now they’re even harder to keep up with. I’m not good with seat numbers in my head. never got that system down to begin with. so I’ve figured out a method to keep up with who had what by just naming each tab after what they all have on. I feel like I’ve cracked some sort of code. I’m still putting auto grat though cause fuck that shit.

the little abuelo who seems drunk all the time basically confirmed it the other night he was chopping shit up with the other guys and one of em was like “you gonna get out of here and drink some beer?” and he was like YEAH EVERYNIGHT MAN. like yeah. we could tell. lmfao.